Blur

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

[Chorus]

Can you eat her yes you can

[Chorus: x2]

Oh, end of a century, oh, it's nothing special

Written by ALBARN, DAMON/JAMES, STEVEN ALEXANDER/COXON, GRAHAM
Published by EMI Music Publishing

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