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Ah, it's 10 a.m. on my Aus TV
I don't want that Channel 3, I need that ABC
Mum's coming home at five, I lied to try and find respite
And lighten the load of that primary school day grind
The kind of boredom you know 'tween daytime TV shows
Ain't airing Dragon Ball, ain't airing Pokémon, Yugioh
I need a thriller (what?), a killer (what?)
Something to fill the time between the news and Bob the Builder
It ain't the day to throw away my own ambitions
Got my head full of work and the Cheese TV competitions
Yeah, I ain't messing around
Breaking emotional ground
I got that Dr Phil feeling 'bout feelings that we can get around
I found a little something running like a Bunnings barberque
You take that black remote and you flip it on to Channel 2
It's fruity, a beauty
Judge Judy ain't gonna give a ruling
Pulling double duty 'cause it's time for
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I found my way back
And what do ya know?
In love and once I'm there, I never ever wanna go
I don't have the time for binging Netflix and Stan
I just wanna lay the day away with Fireman Sam
Millennial beauties, can I get an amen?
They expecting us to mortgage up when we can't pay the rent
It's only growing up slowing me
They be lo and beholding me
Baby, take me to the shop for a Yogo (please)
'Nanas in 'Jamas and itty bitty Madeline
They showing Hooley Dooley, Blinky Bill and Blue Water High
At nine, it's Arthur and Art Attack
Postman Pat and Round the Twist
Got Captain Planet, Bill & Ben, Babar
Have you ever felt like this?
Mr Squiggle paint a portrait of Jemima with a spoon
While the Wiggles diddle-diddle, the big red car on the moon
I'd sooner hit the road than watch A Current Affair
Give me the apple and pear!
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