Hard Act To Follow

You're a hard act to follow

Such a fine looking fellow

I hear your belly's yellow

You're a hard act to swallow

It kind of makes me sick

The way you turn those tricks

Come on and light it up

I want to feel the rush

I'll be shooting for thrills when I walk out that door

You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills (Whoa)

I'm on a mission to kill, steal 'cause nothing thrills (No)

You're hooked on coke and hoochie

I want my milk and cookies

You know you're wife looked pretty

I think your wife looked pretty

I'll be shooting for thrills when I walk out that door

You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills (Whoa)

I'm on a mission to kill, steal 'cause nothing thrills (No)

I can't help missing you still

Well, I always will (Yeah)

Thrills, kills and Sunday pills (Whoa)

Alright

I'll be shooting for thrills when I walk out that door

Don't turn around and say you need me anymore

Popping pieces of pills up off the lounge room floor

You say it's hard to care anymore

Kills, thrills and Sunday pills (Whoa)

I'm on a mission to kill, steal 'cause nothing thrills

'Cause nothing thrills on an easy Sunday

I can't help missing you still

Well, I always will (Yeah)

Can't miss you still, can't miss you still

Thrills, kills and Sunday pills (Whoa)

Alright