In a bed with a cast and a Calvados,
I don't really need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus (is this a way of defining "monophagus"?)
I can't ever confide, please open up wide
give me extra special pleasure with love on the side.
I didn't give you anything and that's what you got.
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not.

(I don't need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus)

For I'm the Great Blondino

We were the vacancy [bad word] with [bad word] kits
of a [bad word] and hearts mashed in tiny bits.
Trying to regain what we never had,
smiling about the good things amidst the bad.
So we save ourselves with Bombay Saphire unsafe ,
twenty-four hours [bad word] wrecks.
Sober thoughts dawn again, all the way sub rosa.
Starting up again when it's already over,

but I'm the Great Blondino, not looking for a Queeno.
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got.
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not.

In a bed with a cast and a Calvados
in a perpetual feverish crave of your lust
kitchenfloor [bad word]  freaky sofa [bad word] and the early birdy balcony Campari Orangejuicing.
I guess one could say you got me mezmerized,
but what has [bad word] one should be dechotomized.
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got.
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not.