| Song | And This Is Nothing That I Thought I Had |
| Artist | Skunk Anansie |
| Album | Post Orgasmic Chill |
| 作词 : Skunk Anansie | |
| I've been there and your frigid wit was far too greasy | |
| Ain't so slick and it ain't so damn profound | |
| I've been there done that grilling that sadly sleazy | |
| Ain't so scared of your cool so underground | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadWith you, with you, with you | |
| You've been there an' you reckon it was bubble lovie | |
| Flirty babe, now your thang has run aground | |
| Still bored here watch your slithering is very waxy | |
| Bass thumps clear and your bitch won't make a sound | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I had with you | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I had with you | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadWith you, with you, with you, with you | |
| With you, with you, with you, with you |
| zuò cí : Skunk Anansie | |
| I' ve been there and your frigid wit was far too greasy | |
| Ain' t so slick and it ain' t so damn profound | |
| I' ve been there done that grilling that sadly sleazy | |
| Ain' t so scared of your cool so underground | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadWith you, with you, with you | |
| You' ve been there an' you reckon it was bubble lovie | |
| Flirty babe, now your thang has run aground | |
| Still bored here watch your slithering is very waxy | |
| Bass thumps clear and your bitch won' t make a sound | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I had with you | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I had with you | |
| And this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadAnd this is nothing that | |
| I thought | |
| I hadWith you, with you, with you, with you | |
| With you, with you, with you, with you |