I Don't Wanna Be Your Kink

Well, I was in the corner shop Buying almonds and milk In a pistachio tank-top Rockin' trousers of silk I saw a red top headline About a freak like me Poorly worded it said "She's Perverted!" I caught the bossman staring At my chest and the rest I gave a raging smile over gritted teeth I paid and I left Now where's the red top headline About the freaks like him? They deserve it He perverted I keep myself to myself I mind my own affairs And I'm not the one who I'm not the one who I'm not the one who stares I survive the evil eye 'cos I don't give it time to blink It makes my skin start crawling and it makes my stomach sink I'm living my best life mais je vois pas la vie en pink I don't wanna be your secret I don't wanna be your kink I'm heading home to Hanover On the 25X I'm trying to ignore the strange, strange man Who's staring all up at my legs Now where's the red top headline About the freaks like them? They deserve it They all perverted I keep myself to myself I mind my own affairs And I'm not the one who I'm not the one who I'm not the one who stares I survive the evil eye 'cos I don't give it time to blink It makes my skin start crawling and it makes my stomach sink I'm living my best life mais je vois pas la vie en pink I don't wanna be your secret I don't wanna be your kink I keep myself to myself I mind my own affairs And I'm not the one who I'm not the one who I'm not the one who stares