Typical Songtext
von Tickle Me Pink

She struts up to me
She whispers my name, as if I know her
But I never knew her (I never knew her)

She asks me the time
A quarter to one, we go for a drive
I just don′t know her

On the coldest night
In the darkest room
I will sleep alone
Cuz it's better than you
Yeah, it′s better than you

You can't play me like that
It's a matter of fact
You′re nothing more
Than a typical whore
And I won′t be your fool
Anymore


We go to her house
Flip on the tele, and lie on the couch
But I don't feel her
Anymore

She asks me to bed
This is the end, of my disenchantment
Now that I′m walking
Out the door

On the coldest night
In the darkest room
I will sleep alone
Cuz it's better than you
Yeah, it′s better than you

You can't play me like that
It′s a matter of fact
You're nothing more
Than a typical whore
And I won't 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 won′t be the one

You can't play me like that
It′s a matter of fact
You can't play me like that
It′s a matter of fact

On the coldest night
In the darkest room
I will sleep alone
Cuz it's better than you
Yeah, it's better than you

You can′t play me like that
It′s a matter of fact
You're nothing more
Than a typical whore
And I won′t 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 won′t be the one