Blah Blah Magazines

Did you read that review? Some guy tries to tell you

We are a kind of Abba, let's go, ha, ha, ha, ha

We are a cross between, in Blah Blah Magazines

We are a cross between, Abba and ahhh

This week, your enemy tells you we're like Blondie

Next week I'm like Dury, let's go, he-he-he-he

We are a cross between, in Blah Blah Magazines

We are a cross between, Abba and ahhh

Yes, it's true, we steal every tra-la-la we hear

Yes, you're right we're like the monkeys, we've got no ideas

Of our own

Think we better stop now, wish I had to know how

To tell folk from disco, let's go, ho-ho-ho-ho

We are a cross between, in Blah Blah Magazines

We are a cross between, in Blah Blah Magazines

We are a cross between, Abba and ahhh

Abba and ahhh, Abba (and ahh)

Coffee? (Ahh, champagne?)

Ahh, brother to man? (Ahh, guy's dog?)

Middle of the road