Smut!

[Intro] You can't- you can't do this Hey, more champagne? It's gone, it's finished Is it? Oh, here have some [Verse 1] In the shelves of the video store In the cherry red corridor is where I, found you Chintzy as a neon sign, but you Still threw me the powerline I guess you had nothing to do Magically the cabs were quiet During the usual avenue yellow riot I guess you're going with someone Tell me, does it double your fun To be cruel? To be cruel? [Chorus] She says she's, single after sundown All good fun till the shakedown Single after sundown All good fun till the shakedown [Verse 2] In the eve of the summertime, true love only part-time, eh eh And this is truth In your skin tight neoprene I'm a loaded magazine, or is that uncouth? I know it's wrong but I'm overruled, tonight she takes me to night school (oh oh oh) (Hey that's the name of the record!) As she turns up the traffic jams, and the brakes are slammed, she asks Would that be cool? Would that be cool? [Chorus] She says she's single after sundown All good fun till the shakedown She says she's single after sundown All good fun till the shakedown [Post-Chorus] And yea we're gonna kick it, yeah, anyway she can Go on, turn up the traffic jams We all have those feelings We need to console