End Of A Century

She said there's ants in the carpet

Dirty little monsters

Eating all the morsels

Picking up the rubbish

Give her effervescence

She needs a little sparkle

Good morning tv

You're looking so healthy

And we all say

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 the century... it's nothing special

*** on tv

Everybody's at it

And the mind gets dirty

As you get closer to thirty

her He a gives cuddle

They're glowing in a huddle

Good night tv

You're all made up

And you know that

And we all say

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 the century... it's nothing special

Can you eat her yes you can

And we all say

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 the century... it's nothing special

And we all say

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 the century... it's nothing special

End of the century... it's nothing special