End Of A Century

She says, "There's ants in the carpet" The dirty little monsters, eating all the morsels Just pickin' up the rubbish Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle Good morning TV, you're looking so healthy We all say, "Don't want to be alone" We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight End of a century, oh it's nothin' special s*x on the TV, everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty as you get closer to thirty Gives her a cuddle, and they're glowing in a huddle Good night TV, you're all made up And you're looking like me We all say, "Don't want to be alone" We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight End of a century, oh it's nothin' special Can you eat her? Yes you can We all say, "Don't want to be alone" We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight End of a century, oh it's nothing special We all say, "We want to be alone" We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight End of a century, oh it's nothing special Oh end of a century, oh it's nothing special