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 theres no nice boys in London town I can sympathize cuz 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 thats not really fair on us all