Artista: Tickle Me Pink
  Canción: Typical

She struts up to me 
She whispers my name as if I know her 
But I never knew her 

She asks me the time 
A quarter to one, we go for a drive 
I just don't know her 

On the coldest night 
In the darkest room 
I will sleep alone 
Cuz it's better than you 
Yeah, it's better than you 

You can't play me like that 
It's a matter of fact 
You're nothing more than a typical whore 
And I won't be your fool 
Anymore 

I go to her house 
Flip on the tele and lie on the couch 
But I don't feel her 
Anymore 

She asks me to bed 
This is the end of my disenchantment 
Now that I'm walking out the door 

On the coldest night 
In darkest room 
I will sleep alone 
Cuz it's better than you 
Yeah, it's better than you 

You can't play me like that 
It's a matter of fact 
You're nothing more than a typical whore 
And I won't be your fool 
Anymore 

Maybe some day you'll get it 
Perhaps you'll regret it 
Or maybe you'll find someone else who excepts it 
I won't be the one 

You can't play me like that, it's a matter of fact 
You can't play me like that, it's a matter of fact 

On the coldest night 
In darkest room 
I will sleep alone 
Cuz it's better than you 
Yeah, it's better than you 

You can't play me like that 
It's a matter of fact 
You're nothing more than a typical whore 
And I won't be your fool 
Anymore 

Maybe some day you'll get it 
Perhaps you'll regret it 
Or maybe you'll find someone else who excepts it 
I won't be the one