Someone's lying on my bed Someone's looking up at me Someone's playing with my head Could she be a fantasy I turn the light on And her body disappears I know it's stupid But I blink back salty tears Pin-ups pinned up on my walls Centrefolds with staple holes Wish I had the fuckin balls To pick up real live factory moles I turn myself on With a Penthouse in my hand I gotta right to But my mum don't understand She tries to tell me That I'm a strange young man Someone's looking twice at me Someone's casting half a glance Someone's coming up to me My god I think she wants to dance I turn the speed on And I leave the raucous hall It's so confusing But I'm too damn scared to ball She might just tell me That I'm a normal guy Virginity Will be the death of me
