It was in the spring of 1978   I met you at a disco   you asked me for a date   Little did I know that soon I would have a sore twat   I know now I should not have tempted fate      Nasty little pills and other things I've had to use   sticky and disgusting   these drugs one can't abuse   Going round my system   I never really trust them   three months I tried but it was hard to lose      I'm not a pretty sight   I used to be delightful   I know that I am right   'cause you've been rather spiteful      Darling you've diseased me   I thought you did not care   You never tried to please me   when I was lying there   I was just a bunk-up for you to get your spunk up   as things went it really wasn't fair      But soon I will be better the doctors say to me   the medicine's seem to work and I know you will agree   when you are infected   apply them as directed   and soon from imperfections you'll be free      I'm not a pretty sight   I used to be delightful   I know that I am right   'cause you've been rather spiteful      I loved you madly   I took you gladly   you hurt me badly   I left you sadly