Lyrics
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 want to do
It's a fab protective for that type of a girl
But everybody knows that she uses it well
It's a therapeutic structure I can use at will
But I don't think it fits my V.D. bill
I didn't want to hold you
I didn't want to use you
Protex, protex blue
All I want to do
Protex, protex blue
All I want to do
Sitting in the 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 want to be alone
I didn't want to hold you
I didn't want to use you
Protex, protex blue
All I want to do, ooh, ooh, ooh
Johnny, Johnny!
WRITERS
JOE STRUMMER, MICK JONES, PAUL SIMONON, TOPPER HEADON
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Top Emotion
Anger
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Theme
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