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
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  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