Текст: Nick Lowe. Labour of Lust. American Squirm.

I made an American squirm
And it felt so right
On the screen was a musical worm
Deep, deep into the night

Yes, I was living in a wonderful world
Everything was fine
Trying to mate in a horrible state
Deep, deep into the night

It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
But I thank you for all the time
Yes, I thank you for all the time
You'd kill the time

It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
But I thank you for all the time
Yes, I thank you for all the time
You'd kill the time

I made an American squirm
And it felt so right
On the screen was the comical turn
Deep, deep into the night
Deep, deep into the night
Deep, deep into the night

It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)

It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)
It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)

It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)
It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)

It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)
It goes on and on and on
(Deep, deep into the night)