No Aphrodisiac

A letter to you on a cassette
'Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

(Emo Violin)

You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer
I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog.....

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

(Emo Violin)

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills

(Emo Guitar)

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
You shouldn't leave me alone

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile

Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, Saturday
And a picture of you

A letter to you on a cassette...

You shouldn't leave me alone...

Forty, shaved, sexy, wants to do it all day
With a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named Kinky Renée

Tired teacher twenty-eight seeks regular meetings
For masculine, muscular, nappy-clad brutal breeding
While his wife rough-wrestles with a puppy all aquiveron a wine-soaked strobe-lit Asiatic hall of mirrors...
And a dash of loneliness...

There's no aphrodisiac quite like it
Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, impunity
And a picture of you

I got a video set-up
Me love you short time
She pay me suck his finger with some fine wine
And a dash of loneliness

Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, awkwardness, impunity

And a picture of you................

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This song is THE most emo song ever.
My praise to The Whitlams for their ingenious lyrics (bold font).
All time favourite.