[Verse 1]
A letter to you on a cassette
'Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor

[Chorus]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

[Verse 2]
You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer
I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog

[Chorus]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills

[Instrumental break]

[Chorus]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
You shouldn't leave me alone
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile

[Verse 3]
Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom
Red hair, no hair, innocence
Saturday and a picture of you
A letter to you on a cassette
You shouldn't leave me alone

[Verse 4]
Forty, shaved, sexy, wants to do it all day
With a gun-toting trigger-happy tranny named Kinky Renée
Tired teacher, twenty-eight, seeks regular meetings
For masculine, muscular, nappy-clad, brutal breeding
While his wife rough wrestles with a puppy all aquiver
On a wine-soaked, strobe-lit Asiatic hall of mirrors
And a dash of loneliness
There's no aphrodisiac quite like it
Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom
Red hair, no hair, innocence, impunity
And a picture of you

[Verse 5]
I got a video set-up, me love you short time
She pay me suck his finger with some fine wine
And a dash of loneliness
Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom
Red hair, no hair, innocence, awkwardness, impunity
And a picture of you