Hard Act To Follow

You're a hard act to follow

Such a fine lookin' fellow

I hear your bell's yellow

You're a hard act to swallow

It kind of makes me sick

The way you turn those tricks

Come on and light it up

I want to feel the rush

I'll be shooting for thrills

When I walk out that door

You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills

I"m on a mission to kill

Still 'cause nothin' thrills

You're hooked on coke and hoochie

I want my milk and cookies

You know you're wife looked pretty

I think you're wife looked pretty

I'll be shootin' for thrills

When I walk out that door

You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills

I"m on a mission to kill

Still 'cause nothin' thrills

I can't help missin' you still

Well, I always will

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills

Alright

I'll be shootin' for thrills

When I walk out that door

Don't turn around and say

You need me anymore

Poppin' pieces of pills

Up off the lounge room floor

You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills

I"m on a mission to kill

Still 'cause nothin' thrills

I can't help missin' you still

Well I always will

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills

Alright