Idiot Hormone - Long Fin Killie

You’re losing your charm like an old hairdo

You pucker like a swine

There’s no way I’ll kiss you

All of this time you’re the limp side of nothing

The working man’s jukebox, allergic to lipstick

Bore, you looked at me

Thought you’d like the mystery

I’m a whore, you caught my eye

Didn’t even have to try

Don’t call me n****r, you big R&B fan

Bigger than England, swimming in shell suits

You smell like a game show, I just can’t explain it

A club 18 snapshot of the video nation

Bore, you looked at me

Thought you’d like the mystery

I’m a whore, you caught my eye

Didn’t even have to try

the heavy trauma of a prehistoric love life

Make a video, become a thirty-second star

Sing a song for sixpence and don’t forget your toothbrush

Kiss and perhaps you’ll win the car

Bore, you looked at me

Thought you’d like the mystery

I’m a whore, you caught my eye

Didn’t even have to try

You’re losing your charm like an old hairdo

You pucker like a swine

There’s no way I’ll kiss you

All of this time you’re the limp side of nothing

The working man’s jukebox, allergic to lipstick