歌词
Bored at home nothing to do but eat
I'll give you
A phone and you can come along the street
You bring the junk food
I'll hire the tape
And we can sit and poke fun
At each other's shape
Water pistols at dawn
We were soaked to bits
And I tried to bite you
So I hand-held hoovered my tits
Toy fights on the floor
Both drunk and drugged
Out of breath when we stopped
Then we sat on the stairs and hugged
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