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His 'N' Hers


Artist: Pulp

Album: unknown


Pulp unknown His 'N' Hers


I've got the time / and you've got the space / I'm gonna wipe you down / and lick the
smile off your face, the smile off your face / Though we know that it's wrong / towel sets
/ matching combs / Oh it looks so good but does it turn you on? / Oh... / I want you now /
and I want you here / so lie down by the fire / and if the neighbours hear, the neighbours
hear / 'cos they don't understand / what you've got / in your hand / Oh it looks so good
but does it turn you on? / Oh... yeah! / Are we going to do it again? / Sideways? / I was
still in the queue when you came / Delivered me from his 'n' hers / you pulled the units
down / Delivered me from his 'n' hers / and when I saw his face / oh it made me feel
better / Oh now it's gone too far / we gave up hope / and the future's bleak / just a soap
on a rope, a soap on a rope / Put the rope around his neck / Pull it tight / he's erect /
oh and it looks so good but does it turn you on? / Oh... yeah! / Are we going to do it
again? / Shove it in sideways / I was still in the queue when you came / Delivered me from
his 'n' hers / you pulled the units down / Delivered me from his 'n' hers / and when I saw
his face / oh it made me feel better / So we laid in bed afterwards and / she asked me /
what made me frightened / and I said / 'I'm frightened of Belgian chocolates / I'm
frightened of pot pourri / I'm frightened of James Dean posters / I'm frightened of
twenty-six inch screens / I'm frightened of remote control / I'm frightened of endowment
plans / I'm frightened of figurines / I'm frightened of evenings in the Brincliffe Oaks
searching for a conversation.' / 'Oh you're stupid,' she said / and she
took my hand / she took my hand and she said / 'I want / I want you / I want you to /
I want you to touch / I want you to touch me / I want you to touch me.' / Oh... / Are
we going to do it again? / Shove it in sideways / I was still in the queue when you came /
Delivered me from his 'n' hers / you pulled the units down / Delivered me from his 'n'
hers / and when I saw his face / you know it made me feel better.


Pulp: Your Sisters Clothes Pulp: Seconds