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SINGER: The Whitlams

SONG:No Aphrodisiac

A letter to you on a cassette
'cause we don't write anymore
gotta make it up quickly
there's people asleep on the second floor
there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
truth beauty and a picture of you
you'll be walking your dog in a few hours
i'll be asleep in my brother's house
you're a thousand miles away
with food between your teeth
come up for summer i've got a place near the beach
there's room for your dog
there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
truth beauty and a picture of you
there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
youth truth beauty fame boredom and a bottle of pills
there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
you shouldn't leave me alone
there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile
truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence
saturday and a picture of you
a letter to you on a cassette
you shouldn't leave me alone
forty shaved sexy wants to do it all day
with a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named kinky renée
tired teacher twenty-eight seeks regular meetings for masculine muscular nappy-clad brutal breeding
while his wife rough-wrestles with a puppy all aquiver
on a wine-soaked strobe-lit asiatic hall of mirrors and a dash of loneliness
there's no aphrodisiac quite like it
truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence impunity and a picture of you
i got a video set-up me love you short time she pay me suck his finger with some fine wine