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