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Pulp: The Professional (song)

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I'm back
in the full effect
Can't even hold myself erect
I've got nothing
that I want to say
I'm gonna say it
anyway

I know you think that I've lost it baby
I know you think that my star is fading
Used to be a contender
now you're just a pretender
Psychic karaoke every weekend
You don't fit those clothes anymore
Why don't you take them back to the charity store?
While you're there you could always hand yourself in
You're into green issues - start recycling

You hide behind your woman when you're out on the town
Show her up and blame her for holding you down
Holding you down
Holding you down
You're the only one who's holding you down
You're only ever polite when you're out of your box
Cocker's short for sucker
A sucker of...

A sucker of...

When I got up today
I had that feeling again
Everything was okay
then the world started seeping in
Now I'm trying to sleep it away
Oh, but I can't sleep it away

Can you answer this question?
Can you answer it right?
Have you ever done anything good in your life?
Have you ever done anything that wasn't just for yourself?
Are you capable of giving?
Capable of giving just for the sake of it
without expecting anything in return?

I'm only trying to give you what you've come to expect
Just another song about single mothers and sex
Single mothers and sex
single mothers and sex
Just another song about single mothers and sex
Okay, you've heard it before - it's nothing special
but it's a living can't you see?
I'm a professional

Yeah, I'm a professional

Sleep on my darling
Sleep on, don't wake as I leave
I've been rehearsing this scene so long now
Don't interrupt me as I do it for real
The bedroom floor is treacherous
A tea-cup could be disastrous
'cos that would mean I would have to say what was written on the letter I posted yesterday, so that it would get here when I was gone and you awoke

Oh, she will meet me from the train, and she won't know a thing, about how I talk with my mouth full and only bath once a week. How I'm nicer the first time you meet me than the next. And I'm rapidly losing interest in sex. Yeah, I'm rapidly losing interest in sex.

What's the point in making it over-emotional? You can do it the hard way, or you can be a professional.

I'm a professional

Sleep on my darling
Sleep on my love
Sleep on my darling
Sleep on my love
Sleep on my darling
Sleep on my love
Sleep on my darling
Sleep on my love
Sleep on my darling

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