She says there's ants in the carpet
Dirty little monsters
Eatin' all the morsels
Just pickin' up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning, TV
You're lookin' so healthy

We all say we don't to be alone
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century
Oh, it's nothin' special

Sex on the the TV
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
As you get closer
To thirty

Gives her a cuddle (ooohhh)
He's glowin' in a huddle (aaahhhh)
Goodnight TV
You're all made up
And you're lookin' like me

We all say we don't to be alone
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We 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 we don't to be alone
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century
Oh, it's nothin' special

We all say we don't to be alone
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century
Oh, it's nothin' special
Oh, End of a century
Oh, it's nothin' special

(oooohhhh)
(aaaahhhh)

Okay
Oh my God, this is becoming terrifying
Honestly
Right
It is Sunday
And on Sundays we play this song