Pulp The Professional Lyrics:
Oh I'm back in the full effect / I can't even hold
myself erect I got nothing that I wanna 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 in your 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 / Sucker of... / Oh, oh La na na na / Oh,
oh / Sucker of... / Oh, oh / La na na na Oh, oh /
When I got up today I had that feeling again
Everything was OK, then the world started shaking
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
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giving? / Are you 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 'bout single mothers and
sex Single mothers and sex, single mothers and sex
Just another song 'bout single mothers and sex OK,
you've heard it before, it's nothing special But
it's a living, can't you see / I'm a professional
Oh, oh / La na na na / Oh, oh / I'm a professional
Oh, oh / La na na na / Oh, oh / 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 teacup could be disastrous
/ 'Cos it'll 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'll meet me from the train / And
she'll never 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 / Oh, oh / La na
na na Oh, oh / I'm a professional / Oh, oh / La na
na na Oh, oh / 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
Lyrics: The Professional, Pulp [end]