My super human strength is that I can drink and drink and drink. And when you tell me your day I don't give shit anyway. I like you but I have standards, You hate me but now you're naked. I like you but I have standards, You hate me but now you're naked. My moral code is strength but I can sink and sink and sink. And when you tell me you agree, apple don't fall far from the tree. I like you but I have standards, You hate me but now you're naked. I like you but I have standards, You hate me but now you're naked. I am what I am and I am what they want me to be Lost everything but they call it a personality But I know something you don't know Just need my self to be good as gold Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones All that remains are the scars that we know Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones All that remains are the scars that we know So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out So my nose bleeds and I can't take no more of these lines And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out I'm good as gold as you've been told I'm good as gold as you've been told

Go on, say it a little louder Bet your mom couldn't be prouder Puff that chest out big boy Take your time Make your point Tongue out, oh i know you like that How's that for you? Any feedback? I should be so lucky If you'd only fuck me Is this as good as it gets? Call me crazy if you wanna Make my clothes a little tighter Think I left my body Years Ago Make some noise I should be so lucky If you'd only fuck me Is this as good as it gets? Is this as good as it gets? You told me I was one in a million I send you songs and you don't even listen Said this time, I'd be different Is this as good as it gets? Oh yeah!

I'll never know why I had to go Why I had to put up such a lousy rotten show Boy, I was tough, packing all my stuff Saying I don't need you anymore, I've had enough And now, look at me standing here again 'cause I found out that Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma My life is here Gotta have you near As Good as New, my love for you And keeping it that way is my intention As Good as New and growing too Yes, I think it's taking on a new dimension It's As Good as New, my love for you Just like it used to be and even better As Good as New, thank God it's true Darling, we were always meant to stay together Feel like a creep, never felt so cheap Never had a notion that my love could be so deep How could I make such a dumb mistake? Now I know I'm not entitled to another break But please, baby, I beg you to forgive 'cause I found out that Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma My life is here Gotta have you near As Good as New, my love for you And keeping it that way is my intention As Good as New and growing too Yes, I think it's taking on a new dimension It's As Good as New, my love for you Just like it used to be and even better As Good as New, thank God it's true Darling, we were always meant to stay together I thought that our love was at an end but here I am again As Good as New, my love for you And keeping it that way is my intention As Good as New and growing too Yes, I think it's taking on a new dimension It's As Good as New, my love for you Just like it used to be and even better As Good as New, thank God it's true Darling, we were always meant to stay together Yes the love I have for you feels as good as new Darling, we were always meant to stay together

They could be fat or could be thin They could be black, they could be white Tell me who is knocking at the Knocking shop door tonight Not much a girl can do but open or close Those things are above doors Not much legs can do but open or close Those things are above us whores So imagine a mirror Bigger than the room it was placed in Imagine my wish for a future that cannot hold my wish Imagine the want to hold a rod that cannot hold the fish Imagine a rod that cannot hold the fish They could be lonely or could be bust They could be tack, they could be real They do have feelings, but just right now I feel A feminine receptacle, that's just what I am Those things are above us whores Just the best target practice, for a misguided man Those things are above us whores So imagine a mirror Bigger than the room it was placed in Imagine my wish for a future that cannot hold my wish Imagine the want to hold a rod that cannot hold the fish Imagine a rod that cannot hold the fish (Not much a girl can do) la la, la la (But open or close) ooh, la la la, la la la (Not much legs can do) da la (But open or close) Those things are above us whores (Not much a girl can do but open or close) Whores, whores, whores, whores (Not much legs can do but open or close) Those things are above us whores (Not much a girl can do but open or close)

(Ramones) They're forming in straight line They're going through a tight wind The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop They're piling in the back seat They're generating steam heat Pulsating to the back beat The Blitzkrieg Bop Hey ho, let's go Shoot 'em in the back now What they want, I don't know They're all reved up and ready to go They're forming in a straight line They're going through a tight wind The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop They're piling in the back seat They're generating steam heat Pulsating to the back beat The Blitzkrieg Bop Hey ho, let's go Shoot 'em in the back now What they want, I don't know They're all reved up and ready to go They're forming in a straight line They're going through a tight wind The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop They're piling in the back seat They're generating steam heat Pulsating to the back beat The Blitzkrieg Bop Hey ho, let's go Shoot 'em in the back now What they want, I don't know They're all reved up and ready to go The Blitzkrieg Bop The Blitzkrieg Bop The Blitzkrieg Bop

Everybody's talking at me I can't hear a word they're saying Only the echoes of my mind People stopping, staring I can't see their faces Only the shadows of their eyes I'm going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Going where the weather Suits my clothes Backing off of the Northeast wind And sailing on the summer breeze Tripping over the ocean Like a stone Oh, oh, whoa-oh Whoa-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh oh, oh-oh Oh, oh la-la la I'm going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Going where the weather Suits my clothes Backing off of the Northeast wind And sailing on the summer breeze Jumping over the ocean Like a stone (like a stone) Everybody's talking at me Ooh, ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh Whoa, whoa, whoa Hey Da, da, da

(Heaton/Rotheray) Like the contents of your handbag You don't know why it's there People ask you where you're heading You just answer "anywhere" We don't mean to be this vague It just happens that we are No-one asked us to elaborate We just shrug our shoulders and be And like the stories that just happened No-one thought of, no-one planned We could have ruled, we could have conquered Then we could have been a man We could be ex-husband We could be ex-wife But no-one looks at the menu in a greasy spoon life Alone, alone Half an hour is seven hours One day is several months Alone, alone A month is a calendar A year can be a decade spent Alone He knows "hello" in eighteen languages "I love you" in only one By the time he's got his phrase-book The chance is usually gone And we feel ourselves quite prepared But quite prepared for what We always took the lead Before we actually knew the plot And you can tell where we've been shopping By the bags beneath our eyes Make-up shoulders burden But the smile never lies We could be ex-husband We could be ex-wife But no-one looks at the menu in a greasy spoon life Alone, alone Half an hour is seven hours One day is several months Alone, alone A month is a calendar A year can be a decade spent Alone So empty at the airport You don't set off the doors We used to feel like chorus girls And now we feel like whores Hearts built like reservoirs Words built like dams Thoughts built like juggernauts Our actions built like prams And when the wind blows into our face We should be warmer and not colder Well, what price the charges On this cargo that we shoulder We could be ex-husband We could be ex-wife But no-one looks at the menu in a greasy spoon life Alone, alone Half an hour is seven hours One day is several months Alone, alone A month is a calendar A year can be a decade spent Alone And we only smoke when bored So we do two packs a day And we've lost the difference Between bored and lonely anyway