can't get the stink off,
he's been hanging round for days.
comes like a comet,
suckered you but not your friends.
one day he'll get to you,
teach you how to be a holy cow.

don't get my sympathy
hanging out the 15th floor.
you've changed the lock 3 times,
he still comes reeling through the door.
and soon he'll get to you,
teach you how to get to purest hell.

you do it to yourself you do
and that's what really hurts is
you do it to yourself just you,
you and no - one else
you do it to yourself.