She says 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
(chorus) We all say Don't want 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 nothing special
Sex on the TV Everybody's at it The mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty He gives her a cuddle They're glowing in a huddle Good night TV You're all made up And you're looking like me