[Intro]
G  F  G  F  G  F  C
[Versetto]
                 G                  Gmaj7 
She says there's ants in the carpet 
Em                    Em/D 
Dirty little monsters 
Eb                     D 
Eating all the morsels 
Bm                     C 
Picking up the rubbish 
G                       Gmaj7 
Give her effervescence 
    Em                     Em with D 
She needs a little sparkle 
Eb                D 
Good morning T.V. 
       Bm                 C 
You're looking so healthy
[Ritornello]
Em               D 
We all say don't want to be alone 
Em                       D 
We wear the same clothes cause we feel the same 
Em            D                           C 
And kiss with dry lips when we say g'night 
C               B C 
End of a century, oh it's nothing special
[Versetto]
G                  Gmaj7 
Sex on the T.V. 
Em                    Em/D 
Everybody's at it 
Eb                     D 
And the mind gets dirty 
Bm                     C 
As you get closer to thirty  
G               Gmaj7  Em              Em with D 
He gives her a cuddle, glowing in a huddle 
Eb           D    Bm                 C 
Good night T.V., you're all made up 
  
And you're looking like (me)
[Ritornello]
Em               D 
We all say don't want to be alone 
Em                       D 
We wear the same clothes cause we feel the same 
Em            D                           C 
And kiss with dry lips when we say g'night 
C               B C 
End of a century, oh it's nothing special
[Interludio]
G   F   G   F    G   F   C 
Can you eat her, yes you can
[Ritornello]
Em               D 
We all say don't want to be alone 
Em                       D 
We wear the same clothes cause we feel the same 
Em            D                           C 
And kiss with dry lips when we say g'night 
C               B C 
End of a century, oh it's nothing special  
Em               D 
We all say don't want to be alone 
Em                       D 
We wear the same clothes cause we feel the same 
Em            D                           C 
And kiss with dry lips when we say g'night 
C               B C 
End of a century, oh it's nothing special