Typical - Tickle Me Pink

She struts up to me

She whispers my name as if I know her

But I never knew her

She asks me the time

Quarter one we go for a drive

I just don’t know her

On the coldest night

On the darkest road

I will sleep alone

Cause it’s better than you

Yeah it’s better than you

You can’t play me like that as a matter of fact

You’re nothing more than a typical whore

And I wont be your fool anymore

We go to her house

Flip on the tellie and lie on the couch

But I don’t feel her… anymore

She asks me to bed

This is the end on my disenchantment

Now that I’m walking out the door

On the coldest night

On the darkest road

I will sleep alone

Cause it’s better than you

Yeah it’s better than you

You can’t play me like that as a matter of fact

You’re nothing more than a typical whore

And I wont be your fool anymore

Maybe someday you’ll get it Perhaps you’ll regret it Or maybe you’ll find someone else who accepts it I wont be the one

(You can’t play me like that as a matter of fact)

(You can’t play me like that as a matter of fact)

On the coldest night

On the darkest road

I will sleep alone

Cause it’s better than you

Yeah it’s better than you

You can’t play me like that as a matter of fact

You’re nothing more than a typical whore

And I wont be your fool anymore

Maybe someday you’ll get it Perhaps you’ll regret it Or maybe you’ll find someone else who accepts it I wont be the one