(strummer/jones)



Standing In The Bog Of A West End Bar

Guy On The Right Leaning Over Too Far

Money In My Pocket Gonna Put It In The Slot

Open Up The Pack See What Type I Got



I Didn't Want To Hold You

I Didn't Want To Use You

Protex, Protex Blue

All Wanna Do



It's A Fab Protective For That Type Of A Girl

But Everybody Knows That She Uses It Well

It's The Therapeutic Structure I Can Use At Will

But I Don't Think It Fits My B.d. Drill



Sitting In A Carriage Of A Bakerloo

Erotica My Pocket Got A Packet For You

Advert On The Escalator On My Way Home

I Don't Need No Skin Flicks, I Wanna Be Alone



I Didn't Want To Hold You

I Didn't Want To Use You

Protex, Protex Blue

All I Wanna Do



Johnny, Johnny