Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill

I've been there and your
Frigid wit was far too greasy
Ain't so slick
And it ain't so damn profound

I've been there done that
Grilling that sadly sleasy
Ain't so scared of your cool so underground

And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
With you with you with you

You've been there
And you reckon it was bubble lovie
Flirty babe now your thang has run aground

Still bored here watch your slithering so very waxy
Bass thumps clear
And your bitch won't make a sound

And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
With you !

And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
With you !

And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
And this is nothing that I though I had
With you with you with you
With you with you with you