Paul Thomas Saunders - TV, Junk Food & Bed Lyrics

There's a ghost outside my window
She comes around when I get scared
Tells me jokes sometimes or we just sit not talking
She's happy just being friends.

But I'll be your, I'll be your boyfriend
Take you to the dance
We'll fall out at midnight
I'll go home with your friend.
And I love the TV, Junk food bed
Yeah my life is nothing like Mary Wells
So you feel you're growing up
I feel nothing.

There's a world outside your window
Old flames and two bit friends.
They'll tell you jokes sometimes
Or kick you when you're falling.
They're all no good in the end.

But I'll be your, I'll be your boyfriend
Take you to the dance
We'll fall out at midnight
I'll go home with your friend.
And I love the TV, Junk food bed
Yeah my life is nothing like Raquel Welch
So you feel you're growing up
I feel nothing.