Rock & roll romance

You and I could have a rock ‘n’ roll romance

We could fuck in our clothes, we could sleep in our pants,

And I could crash at yours, you could crash at mine

We could stay in bed 99 percent of the given time

Leave all the loveless lonely behind.

Because you’ve been searching up and down and all around

And there’s no nice boys in London town,

And I can sympathize because I’ve been searching too

And I’ve 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 fairtytale of a conclusion

And that’s not really fair on us all.