You say you don't desire me    You only tire me    Now you'll hire me    Expensive care is meaningless    Feeling nothing and caring less    Cut off at the passion    She knows where you're headed    She wants double time    Or a temporary wedding    Chorus:    And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure    With 45 years for seconds of pleasure    The hands on the clock move so precisely    And I only kiss but once or twice    I can't help you now,    I can't help myself    'Cause the time's running out    And it's twenty-five to twelve       Crowds surround loudspeakers    On the lampposts    Listening to the murder mystery    Meanwhile someone's in the classroom    Busy forging books on history    Wouldn't give that man my hand    He'd steal my fingers    So the sleuth ends up in stitches    And your urges turn to itches       Chorus       I was committed to life    And then commuted to the outskirts    I was living with thirty minutes at a time    With a break in the middle for adverts    See the human furniture    But its only for show    Now you can look all that you like    But they only let you touch and go       Chorus