End Of A Century

She says there's ants in the carpet Dirty little monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her efferverscene She needs a little sparkle Good morning t.v. You're lookin' so healthy We all say Dont want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of a century.. it's nothing special Sex on the t.v. Everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty He gives her a cuddle Glowing in a huddle Good night t.v. Your all made up You're looking like me We all say Dont want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of a century.. it's nothing special Can... you... eat... her... yes... you... can... We all say Dont want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of a century.. it's nothing special We all say Dont want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of a century.. it's nothing special End of a century.. It's nothing special