(Mitch and Whackoff)
Mitch:
People ask me what I love
But I don't like to talk
Cos what I'm really into
Is illicit to the core
Yes plastic, plastic, plastic
Is the kick that I adoreCos I'm a fetish number from nowhere
And I don't care
It started with cling film
And I never looked back
The feel of bubble wrap
Gave me the confidence I lacked
I guess it's kind of weird
To wear a rubber beard
But I'm a fetish number from nowhereWhen I was just a little boy
I'd do my little chores
But my favourite of them all
Was rubbing up the knobs on doors
But something made it special
Cos of where I kept my rag
A vinyl draw-string pouch
My little plastic bag
I'd wear it into school each day
It even had a name
I knew my space age life
Would never be the sameCos I'm a fetish number from nowhere
And I don't care
Whackoff:
Nor do I !
It started with cling film
And I never looked back
The feel of bubble wrap
Gave me the confidence I lacked
I'm going underground
Cos there's not a lot around
But I'm a fetish number from .... MunichGrowing up he seemed
A place for his new toys
He loved the way his crinkle pants
Weren't like the other boys
For plastic was his wardrobe
His key to every door
All:
It makes you feel so slick and hot
You couldn't ask for moreWhackoff:When I became a doctor
It was heaven here in space
All:He'd study kinky bits and bobs
And get to keep the wasteCos we're a fetish number from nowhere
And we don't care
Whackoff:
We don't care, we don't care
It started with cling film
And we never looked back
Smack !
The feel of bubble wrap
Gave us the confidence we lacked
Whack !
It's getting kind of hot
But we don't want it to stop
Cos we're a fetish number from nowhere
Plastic in the house, yeah !Mitch & Whackoff:
But now the sun no longer shines
On plastic guys like us
Now our love is contraband
Condemned with cruel mistrust
We thought we'd never see the light
Along with all our passion
'till we saw those foxy Vixens
In their stomping kind of fashion
They were music to our ears and eyes
A fix of leather joy
Now we're coming out and shouting loud
We are the shrink wrapped boys !Pause
Cos .... we're .... a
Fetish number from nowhere
And we don't care
It started with cling film
And we never looked back
The feel of bubble wrap
Gave us the confidence we lacked
Mitch:
Doctor can't you see
There's nothing wrong with me
All:
Cos we're a fetish number from nowhere
