He's all mouth and no trousers

It's a phrase my Mother used to say

And I'd say, "Please, Mother

As if I'd fall for a boy who acted that way

He'll be rich and kind and funny

And did I mention, he'll have plenty of bucks?

But it's not just about the money –

It's how he talks, how he dresses and fucks."

So finally I meet a man I think might be the one

I hole up and I hold out 'til I'm feeling like a nun

Then the time's right, it's the right night

So when all is said and done, how do I feel?

I'm FURIOUS!

F.U.R.I.O.U.S

Just FURIOUS!

Because there's nothing worse than B.A.D. S.E.X

And then he asked me, "How was it for you, babe?"

And I could feel myself getting tense

Should I find the words to tell him gently

He was a bust, in the biblical sense?

My hopes for this relationship are going down the pan

'Cos I'd rather be knocking boots with any other man

If I decide to live with it in any way I can

How will I feel?

I'll be FURIOUS!

F.U.R.I.O.U.S

Just FURIOUS!

Because there's nothing worse than B.A.D. S.E.X

So I did the only thing I could, and ran into the night

'Cos I'd rather be alone than be his afternoon delight

If I meet another man who won't go down without a fight

How will I feel?

I'll be FURIOUS!

F.U.R.I.O.U.S

Just FURIOUS!

Because there's nothing worse than B.A.D. S.E.X

Oh, there's nothing worse than B.A.D. S.E.X

Oh, there's nothing worse than B.A.D. S.E.X