(1) - The Only Good Thing

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Yeah… I met this guy the other week
And honestly? I think he’s a bit of a prick

He talks too much and he never shuts up
Thinks he’s funny but he’s really not
His mates are loud and they’re all the same
I smile and nod but I’m dying inside, what a shame
He’s got opinions on everything under the sun
And none of them are right, not even one
I hate the way he chews, I hate the way he laughs
I hate that he calls me “babe” and I hate his bloody gaff

But then we get home and he takes off his jeans
And suddenly I forget what a twat he’s been

‘Cause he’s got the only good thing about him
And it’s the only reason I’m staying, innit?
I hate his face, I hate his voice, I hate his little jokes
But when he’s inside me I forget that he’s a joke
He’s got the only good thing about him
And it’s big, and it’s thick, and it knows what it’s doing
So I’ll put up with the rest of the shit
Long as he keeps destroying me with it

He’s got no taste and his music’s a joke
He thinks he’s deep but he’s actually broke
He talks about crypto like it’s gonna save the world
While I’m lying there thinking “this guy’s a bellend, for real”
He’s got a weird laugh and he snorts when he does it
And he always wants to cuddle after, like, what is this?
I hate the way he texts, I hate the way he calls
But when he’s got me bent over I don’t care at all

I know it’s pathetic, I know I should leave
But the dick is elite and I’m weak, I’m weak

I tell my friends he’s alright, I lie through my teeth
They ask if I’m happy and I say “yeah, he’s sweet”
But really I’m just counting down the hours
‘Til he’s got me face down in the pillows for hours
It’s not love, it’s not even like
It’s just really good dick and I’m not gonna fight it tonight
[final chorus | biggest, most unapologetic | full chaotic energy]
He’s got the only good thing about him
And I’m not leaving ‘til that thing stops working
I hate everything else, I really, really do
But when he’s fucking me like that I don’t care about you
He’s got the only good thing about him
And it’s ruining my standards, it’s actually grim
But I’ll keep coming back for another hit
‘Cause nothing else matters when he’s deep in it

Yeah…
I know, I know…
I’m a bit of a slag for it
But the dick is elite, what do you want me to do?

2639/7500

Yeah… I met this guy the other week And honestly? I think he’s a bit of a prick He talks too much and he never shuts up Thinks he’s funny but he’s really not His mates are loud and they’re all the same I smile and nod but I’m dying inside, what a shame He’s got opinions on everything under the sun And none of them are right, not even one I hate the way he chews, I hate the way he laughs I hate that he calls me “babe” and I hate his bloody gaff But then we get home and he takes off his jeans And suddenly I forget what a twat he’s been ‘Cause he’s got the only good thing about him And it’s the only reason I’m staying, innit? I hate his face, I hate his voice, I hate his little jokes But when he’s inside me I forget that he’s a joke He’s got the only good thing about him And it’s big, and it’s thick, and it knows what it’s doing So I’ll put up with the rest of the shit Long as he keeps destroying me with it He’s got no taste and his music’s a joke He thinks he’s deep but he’s actually broke He talks about crypto like it’s gonna save the world While I’m lying there thinking “this guy’s a bellend, for real” He’s got a weird laugh and he snorts when he does it And he always wants to cuddle after, like, what is this? I hate the way he texts, I hate the way he calls But when he’s got me bent over I don’t care at all I know it’s pathetic, I know I should leave But the dick is elite and I’m weak, I’m weak ‘Cause he’s got the only good thing about him And it’s the only reason I’m staying, innit? I hate his face, I hate his voice, I hate his little jokes But when he’s inside me I forget that he’s a joke He’s got the only good thing about him And it’s big, and it’s thick, and it knows what it’s doing So I’ll put up with the rest of the shit Long as he keeps destroying me with it I tell my friends he’s alright, I lie through my teeth They ask if I’m happy and I say “yeah, he’s sweet” But really I’m just counting down the hours ‘Til he’s got me face down in the pillows for hours It’s not love, it’s not even like It’s just really good dick and I’m not gonna fight it tonight [final chorus | biggest, most unapologetic | full chaotic energy] He’s got the only good thing about him And I’m not leaving ‘til that thing stops working I hate everything else, I really, really do But when he’s fucking me like that I don’t care about you He’s got the only good thing about him And it’s ruining my standards, it’s actually grim But I’ll keep coming back for another hit ‘Cause nothing else matters when he’s deep in it Yeah… I know, I know… I’m a bit of a slag for it But the dick is elite, what do you want me to do?

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