I took off my clothes
She took off hers too
With no fanfares
And no hallelujahs
Throughout the night
I would grind away the truth

That there´s nothing sadder
Than sad, sad sex
And the bad, bad news
Is that I gave in
To the ugly hand
That first led me away from you

The fun stuff
Is not so fun without you

So I drink until
I fill my brim
But there´s nothing
Fills me up the same
As a tiny word
Broadcast across the sea

And should I go out
To dance tonight?
Well my two left feet
Need your two right
Or I´ll spin around
In circles endlessly

The fun stuff
Is not so fun without you

Well the city was born
Bright blue today
And I whistled through
The sunlit streets
And my empty hand
Felt cold and unused

And I´m quite all right
I get by just fine
I´m not depressed
Not most of the time
It´s just the fun stuff
Is much less fun without you

The fun stuff
Is much less fun without you