So its like this The drink goes to my head And then champagne legs Well lets get out of bed 'cos we are healthy And we're in love We work out so we can get fucked up And there's this place That i know And if you've been paid Then we can go We can catch a train And start again Where no one knows Our filthy names
Oh you gorgeous slut Well you can hardly walk We are both pissed up whores Watch my tramp mouth talk You should have paced yourself 'cos now there is none left Meet me in the off-licence At a quarter to ten
