Better Than Sex
Oh just say what you mean
Don't you beat round the bush
Do you know what I mean?
Yes you do
If you can't find the words
Then don't open your mush
Stick to stuffing cake in it
Like everything that can be measured
Should be measured so
People like you can decide
If they think it's good or no
But it's not enough to say
Better than sex
Jesus wept, is that the best you can do?
Just try again
Better than sex
All it is you're showing is
You've plainly not been doing it right
And late at night you wonder what the truth is
Oh that feeling post-coitum
You're laying in bed
Do you know how that feels?
Maybe not
If you did there's no way you could say what you said
Loudly on your telephone
What kind of moron does it take to coin a phrase like that?
Probably someone who's had the cream but never been the cat
And I think you know what I'm driving at
Better than sex
Have you not yet discovered just what your fetish is?
Better than sex
Try going on the internet, it probably won't take you that long
Better than sex
Is something you say when you suffer from mental atrophy
Better than sex
I have the brain of a pea
Perhaps you think I'm taking this too literally
But verbal laziness I can't abide
Better than sex
Is something you say when you suffer from mental atrophy
Better than sex
I have the brain of a pea
Better than sex
I got it wrong when I wrote this song
You were right
Better than sex
Is what this song is
Just like the next, and the next
And still late at night you wonder what the truth is
Don't you beat round the bush
Do you know what I mean?
Yes you do
If you can't find the words
Then don't open your mush
Stick to stuffing cake in it
Like everything that can be measured
Should be measured so
People like you can decide
If they think it's good or no
But it's not enough to say
Better than sex
Jesus wept, is that the best you can do?
Just try again
Better than sex
All it is you're showing is
You've plainly not been doing it right
And late at night you wonder what the truth is
Oh that feeling post-coitum
You're laying in bed
Do you know how that feels?
Maybe not
If you did there's no way you could say what you said
Loudly on your telephone
What kind of moron does it take to coin a phrase like that?
Probably someone who's had the cream but never been the cat
And I think you know what I'm driving at
Better than sex
Have you not yet discovered just what your fetish is?
Better than sex
Try going on the internet, it probably won't take you that long
Better than sex
Is something you say when you suffer from mental atrophy
Better than sex
I have the brain of a pea
Perhaps you think I'm taking this too literally
But verbal laziness I can't abide
Better than sex
Is something you say when you suffer from mental atrophy
Better than sex
I have the brain of a pea
Better than sex
I got it wrong when I wrote this song
You were right
Better than sex
Is what this song is
Just like the next, and the next
And still late at night you wonder what the truth is
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Eyre, Morgan Condon, Steven Hinds
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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