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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 looking so healthy

We all say

We don’t want to be alone

We wear the same clothes

Because we feel the same

And kiss with dry lips

When we say goodnight

End of a century.. It’s nothing special

Sex on t.v.

Everybody’s at it

And the mind gets dirty

As you get close to thirty

He gives her a cuddle

They’er glowing in a huddle

Goodnoght t.v.

You’re all made up

And you’re looking like me

We all say

We don’t want to be alone

We wear the same clothes

Because 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

We don’t want to be alone

We wear the same clothes

Because we feel the same

And kiss with dry lips

When we say goodnight

End of a century.. It’s nothing special

We all say

We don’t want to be alone

We wear the same clothes

Because we feel the same

And kiss with dry lips

When we say goodnight

End of a century.. It’s nothing special

Oh, end of a century

Oh, it’s nothing special

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