Someone's lying on my bed
Someone's looking up at me
Someone's playing with my head
Could she be a fantasy
I turn the light on
And her body disappears
I know it's stupid
But I blink back salty tears
Pin-ups pinned up on my walls
Centrefolds with staple holes
Wish I had the fuckin balls
To pick up real live factory moles
I turn myself on
With a Penthouse in my hand
I gotta right to
But my mum don't understand
She tries to tell me
That I'm a strange young man
Someone's looking twice at me
Someone's casting half a glance
Someone's coming up to me
My god I think she wants to dance
I turn the speed on
And I leave the raucous hall
It's so confusing
But I'm too damn scared to ball
She might just tell me
That I'm a normal guy
Virginity
Will be the death of me