You and I could have a rock´n´roll romance
We could fuck in our clothes, we could sleep in our pants,
And I could crash at yours, you could crash at mine
We could stay in bed 99 percent of the given time
Leave all the loveless lonely behind.

Because you´ve been searching up and down and all around
And there´s no nice boys in London town,
And I can sympathize because I´ve been searching too
And I´ve yet to find a girl half as good as you.

You´re just not paying attention.
You´re sitting in your kitchen and you´re bitching about rejection
We´re cheating the world out of a fairtytale of a conclusion
And that´s not really fair on us all.