When you go out can you pull a bird every week You whisper gently and you kiss them upon the beak Are you nervous when you get back to her pad How do you compare with the last one she had It's only funkin, it's only funkin, it's only funkin It's only funkin, it's only funkin with you... On the floor, on the floor Put on your make up, sit behind that mirror for hours Put on the stuff that makes your privates smell of flowers Do you look the way you see yourself in your dreams Just like the centrefold in glossy magazines It's only funkin, it's only funkin, it's only funkin anyway It's only funkin, it's only funkin, it's only funkin anyway It's only funkin, it's only funkin, it's only funkin anyway It's only funkin, it's only funkin, it's only funkin anyway Are you man enough and can you measure up Are you frightened to admit your size of cup All the worries that get heaped upon your back What's the difference when you get into the sack It's only funkin, it's only funkin, it's only funkin It's only funkin, it's only funkin with you... On the floor All night long On the floor All night long