Stuff Nik Kershaw

Hot one, everybody's got one
Everybody else but you
Must have, better than the riff-raff
Better than the judges too

Tiny, little black and shiny
Couldn't live a day without
New one, better than the old one
Better throw the old one out

Help me, I think I'll go to pieces
I think I'm going to cry
If I don't get my

Stuff, stuff, I can't get enough
I can't kick the drug I'm taking
Stuff, stuff, I can't feel the love
I can't rise above this craving
Enslaving me

Oh fantastic, stick it on your plastic
Never mind the debt you're in
Nonesuch, doesn't matter how much
Gotta be the latest thing

Tres bon, anything with knobs on
Anything with flashing lights
Hi-fi, stick it on your hard drive
Fill it up with gigabytes