Buzzcocks 14 Lyrics

well you tried it just for once found it all right for kicks.
but now you found out that it's a habit that sticks.
and you're an o_____ addict.
you're an o_____ addict.
sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines.
now your mother wants to know what all those stains on your jeans.
and you're an o_____ addict.
you're an o_____ addict.
uh huh, uh huh, uhhhhh, uhhhhh [x3]
you get in a heat, you get in a sulk.
but you still keep a beating your meat to pulp.
and you're an o_____ addict.
you're an o_____ addict.
you're a kid cassanova.
you're a no-josep it's a labour of love f___ing yourself to death.
o_____ addict.
you're an o_____ addict.
uh huh, uhhhhh [x10] you're makin' out with school kids, winos and heads of state.
you even made it with the lady, who puts the little plastic bobins on the christmas cakes.
butchers' a__istants and bellhops, you've had them all here and there.
children of god and their joy-strings, international women with no body hair.
oooh, so where they're askin' in an alley and your voice ain't steady.
if your s__ mechanic's rough you're more than ready.
you're an o_____ addict.
you're an o_____ addict.
johnny want f___ie always and all ways.
he's got the energy, he will remain.
he's an o_____ addict.
he's an o_____ addict.
he's always at it.
he's always at it.
and he's an o_____ addict.
he's an o_____ addict.