Lyrics:

Little lady with Dingwall's bullshit

You're so stupid foetid brainwaves

Little lady what really happens

When you see mirrors you get the shivers



Aaaah !



Making love to the Mersey Tunnel

With a sausage. Have you ever been to Liverpool?

Please don't talk much it burns my ears

Tonight you've talked for a thousand years



Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick

Plastic's real when you're real sick



Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about (x2)



Oh London Lady why did you lay me?

Your head is crowded with the names you've hounded

The lines around your eyes they show me

You realise that the party's over London Lady

Party's over London Lady



Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about

Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about