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!