Standing in the bog of a West End bar

Guy on the right leaning over too far

Money in my pocket gonna put it in the slot

Open up the pack see what type I got



I didn't want to hold you

I didn't want to use you

Protex, Protex Blue

All I wanna do



It's a fab protective for that type of a girl

But everybody knows that se uses it well

It's the therapeutic structure I can use at will

But I don't think it fits my B.D. Drill



Sitting in a carriage of a Bakerloo

Erotica my pocket got a packet for you

Advert on the escalator on my way home

I don't need no skin flicks, I wanna be alone



I didn't want to hold you

I didn't want to use you

Protex, Protex Blue

All I wanna do



Johnny, Johnny