No Aphrodisiac The Whitlams

[Verse 1]
A letter to you on a cassette
'Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor

[Chorus]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

[Verse 2]
You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer
I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog

[Chorus]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills