Don't go for second best, matey Put your love to the test, You know, you know you've got to Stop her depressin' how you feel, And matey then you know your love is real.
You don't need shopping trips Or instant makeovers Standin' around in a lingerie store, You know it's just a bore, no, no What you need is another bird so You can play them both around Make you feel like you're the President Stop her depressin' you into the ground. [Into the ground]
Un-wired bras that are state-of-the-art, Well, for the most part, you don't care. Satin sheets are very romantic A pity she's never there. She always has a headache in bed, So if the sex isn't great, get ahead. Second best is never enough, You'd do much better, matey, with the dead !
Quit depressin' yourself [You've got to leave her] Impress youself Hey, hey, hey, hey
But if you know you can't, then your love'll be scant Impress you she'll not, oh matey like it or not
And if you don't you will regret it Think about the love you couldda had Try to carry on, but you just won't live it Think of the birds 'n' the bees
Stop depressin' youself [You've gotta make her] Impress yourself Hey, hey
What you need is a funky bird, one Who'll treat you, matey, like she should. Be your momma and your liddle girl Who'll love you, boy, and be your world. [She'll be your world]
So please
Impress yourself, [You've gotta stop her] Depressin' yourself, Hey, hey, hey, hey. So if you want it right now, just Take A Bow, Impress you she'll not, oh matey like it or not. Quit depressin' yourself, [You've gotta leave her] So you can impress yourself Hey, hey. So if you want it right now, then just Take A Bow, Impress you she'll not, oh matey like it or not !
Depress yourself.
� Josh Deb Barman 2000