Magic Glove by The Bob Gordons Lyrics

I’ve given up on love
Now I’ve got this magic glove
That I purchased from the sex shop
At the end of my street
It never lies to me
Or spends my hard earned money
On packets of Peter Jackson Gold
Cigarettes and Bundy

I’ve given up on girls
With their diamond rings and pearls
And I no longer have to meet the folks
Or go on boring date nights

It never cheats on me
Or spends my hard earned money
On packets of Peter Jackson Gold
Cigarеttes and Bundy

I’ve given up on lovе
Now I’ve got this magic glove
That I purchased from the sex shop
At the end of my street
It never lies to me
Or spends my hard earned money
On packets of Peter Jackson Gold
Cigarettes and Bundy
Yeahhhh