Perm, and a bag
You know the boy's a slag
But he's leading you out again
My lonely friend, hurray
Sand in your pants
And a quite uncomfortable stance
He's grinning, he can't unhook
That dirty look, for shame
Why can't you just act like a sensible girl?
Sweat on a rag
Well, he's far from the best you've had
But it's been a quiet week
It hardly means a thing
Sex, it's a mess
It's left all of your friends upset
But I'm sure you'll be the one
To see it on its way
Why can't you act just like a sensible girl?
Dressed like a Grecian dream, like Venus unfurled
Don't be shy, well, I don't have to tell you twice
Ever dated a sensible girl?
No, it's overrated and last I heard you're
Bored of your whore?
Well, you've chewed through the boys next door
It's a chore to f*ck, but thank your lucky stars
There's always more in your local bar
Perm, and a bag
You know the boy's a slag
But he's eating you out again
My lonely friend, hurray