Texty: Pulp. His 'n' Hers.

I've got the time and you've got the space
I'm gonna wipe you down and lick the smile off your face
The smile off your face

Though we know that it's wrong
Towel sets, matching combs
Oh, it looks so good but does it turn you on?

I want you now and I want you here
Lie down by the fire and if the neighbors hear, the neighbors hear
'Cause they don't understand what you've got in your hand
Oh, it looks so good but does it turn you on?

Are we going to do it again sideways?
I was stuck in the queue when you came
Delivered me from his 'n' hers

You pulled the units down
Delivered me from his 'n' hers
And when I saw his face, oh, it made me feel better

Now it's gone too far, we gave up hope
And the future's bleak, it's just a soap on a rope, a soap on a rope
Put the rope round his neck, pull it tight, he's erect
It looks so good but does it turn you on?

Are we going to do it again? Shove it in sideways
I was stuck in the queue when you came
Delivered me from his 'n' hers

You pulled the units down
Delivered me from his 'n' hers
And when I saw his face, oh, it made me feel better

So we lay in bed afterwards
And she asked me what made me frightened
And I said I'm frightened of Belgian chocolates
I'm frightened of potpourri
I'm frightened of James Dean posters

And I'm frightened of 26 inch screens
I'm frightened of remote control
I'm frightened of endowment plans
I'm frightened of figurines

I'm frightened of evenings in the Brincliffe Oaks
Searching for a conversation

"Oh, you're stupid", she said
And she took my hand, and she took my hand and she said
"I want, I want you, I want you to, I want you to touch
I want you to touch me, I want you to touch me, I want you to"

Are we going to do it again? Shove it in sideways
I was stuck in the queue when you came
Delivered me from his 'n' hers

You pulled the units down
Delivered me from his 'n' hers
And when I saw his face it made me feel better