There’s something wrong with me, I think I feel it in my teeth

I’ve got to get this off chest I’d never seen a pair of breast My TV’s sexier at night I’d go to sleep at half past 9 I never really wandered why the girls would give me butterflie My hands would touch but never stroke, of course, this song is just a joke

I know we have some troubled memories but I never lacked ‘cos you were everything to me

My God, I’m a mess, got drunk on my birthday and I just confessed. Oh, what a night, even I was surprised how I sobbed and I sobbed and I cried and I cried. Deary me, I shouldn’t have been so surprised but it’s like I forgot and then I realised, you’re so essential, I’m sentimental, I’m so in love with you guys

Oh, baby, I don’t know if I’d call it love but maybe I think about you all the time, it’s crazy, now I’ve started believing, oh, this feeling

These speech marks are an indication of my irony