I'll probably be on my own until my dying day
Just lying undiscovered on the floor left to decay
I won't have seen those places I wanted to have seen
I'll probably be living in some flat in Milton Keynes
I'll probably buy groceries with coupons I collect
I'll have to cash them in in supermarkets I detest
If I have to go to Iceland, I think I might be sick
I'll only go to Iceland if it's got a Reykjavik

I'm a going nowhere
Sad case, loser
I only ever wanted to be happy, happy, happy
That's all I want to be

I'll probably find someone who can be my Mr. A
I'll try to make him stay with me for longer than one night
I imagine he'll then realize I'm approaching 33
He'll go off with someone younger and much prettier than me
She'll be called Saffron, Arabella or Louise
She'll be beautiful, exotic, and have legs as long as trees
Meanwhile, in the garden as you do
I'll be looking for a bunny I could use for rabbit stew

'Cause I'm a going nowhere
Sad case, loser
I only ever wanted to be happy, happy (shit!) happy
That's all I want to be