[Intro]

[Verse 1: Dave Hemingway]
Close your legs, open your mind
Leave those compliments well behind
Dig a little deeper into yourself
And you may find

Come over here, just sit right down
Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown
I hear you've turned our young men
Into dribbling clowns

[Chorus: Paul Heaton, Hemingway, Hemingway & Heaton]
(36D!) So what?
(D!) So what?
Is that all that you've got?

(36D!) So what?
(D!) So what?
Is that all that you've got?

[Verse 2: Hemingway]
Make their day and go ahead
Remove your clothes, lie on their bed
Just a last-gasp chance or an outside bet
To the easily led
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