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Soft Cell Non Stop Erotic Cabaret

Fr..fr...fr...frustration! Frustration Frustration I have life Ordinary wife I have car A favourite bar I have job A moderate wage I get the pains That

Sleazy city Seedy films Breathing so heavy Next to my neighbour Let's get acquainted Getting to know you Feeling sleazy In seedy sin city Feeling sleazy

Standing in the door of the Pink Flamingo Crying in the rain It was a kind of so so love And I'm going to make sure it never Happens again You and I

Youth has gone I heard you say It doesn't matter Anyway Don't hide the photos Or turn off the lights I'm quite sure we've both seen Funnier sights You

Sunday morning going slow I'm talking to the radio Clothes and records on the floor The memories of the night before Out in club land having fun And

Sometimes I feel I've got to run away I've got to get away From the pain you drive into the heart of me. The love we share seems to go nowhere And I'