[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
You think he'd realize
But he's infatuated with ideals
Of possessions and far-flung social policies
His daddy works on the Council
His missus loves the silver spoon
Swore she'd never kiss a Tory
But this boy was too good to lose
And I'll listen carefully
With ears pressed to the floor
As you make your way downstairs
You haven't got far to fall
Now it's red, now it's dead
Now it's everything she needed
Now it's four open doors
Pillows pressed under your knees
Now it's a sad, sappy sucker
To ensure happy ending

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, with TommyInnit]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know she's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
They say sex sells, I know that
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know she's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
They say sex sells, I know that
[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit]
You could buy my silence (ha-ha!)
If you've got none to lose
If he's still infatuated with the truth (ha-ha!)
So will you do what's easy?
Or will you do what's right?
Please just could you let me know

[Bridge: Wilbur Soot, Joe Goldsmith, Both]
Where will you sleep tonight? (Where you gonna sleep tonight?)
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
Where will you sleep tonight? (Where you gonna sleep tonight?)
How do you sleep at night?

[Verse 3: Wilbur Soot, with Joe Goldsmith]
Cultured man
Venetian suntan
Red wine and club bands
Viagra pills on the nightstand
How's it feel?
How's it feel to be so loved?
How's it feel to be so loved, yet so alone?

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, with Joe Goldsmith, and TommyInnit]
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know she's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
They say sex sells, I know that
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know she's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
They say sex sells, I know that
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know she's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
They say sex sells, I know that
[Outro: Wilbur Soot]
Sex sells, I know that
Sex sells, I know that
How do you sleep at night?