TV, Junk Food & Bed

There's a ghost outside my window
She comes around when I get scared
Tells me jokes, sometimes, or we just sit up talking
She's happy just being friends

But I'll be your, I'll be your boyfriend take you to the dance
We'll fall out at midnight, I'll go home with your friend
And I love the TV, junk food and bed
Yeah, my life is, my life is nothing like Mary Wells
So you feel you're growing old, I feel nothing

There's a world outside your window
Old flames and two bit friends
They'll tell you jokes sometimes or kick you when you're falling
They're all no good in the end

But I'll be your, I'll be your boyfriend take you to the dance
We'll fall out at midnight, I'll go home with your friend
And I love the TV, junk food and bed
Yeah, my life is my life is nothing like Raquel Welch
So you feel you're growing old, I feel nothing
Oh, why?

So you feel you're growing old
I feel nothing