Paroles

[Verse 1]
I wanna be a field day for the Sundays
So they can f*** up my life
Embarrass my wife, and leave a bad taste
That striped toothpaste
Can't remove on Monday mornings
[Verse 2]
I wanna be a target for the dailies
So they can show
Pictures of me with a nude on page three
So lacking in taste
Touched up near the waist
Looking as limp as Monday morning
Touched up near the waist
Looking as limp as Monday morning
Written by: Bruce Gilbert, Colin Newman, Graham Lewis, Robert Gotobed
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