On A Plain Testo

You and I could have a rock n' roll romance,
We could fuck in our clothes,
We could sleep in our pants,
I will crash at yours and you will crash at mine
And we would stay in bed 99% of the given time

Leave this loveless lonely behind

'cause you've been searching up and down and all around
And there's no nice boys in London town I can sympathize 'cause I've been searching too,
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 fairytale love and conclusion
And that's not really fair on us all