Låttexter: Adam Green. Novotel.

All the women in the factory
When their faces blow a fuse it's a miracle
I have to feed them facts to be alone, magnifico, oh

Fellas in umbrellas in the middle of the night
What cha' gonna do when the mennenites bite
Lock lips in the teddy boy's Chevrolet
Touch tips and you're punked in the allyway

Novotel, the phone's tapped anyway
Novotel I need something of my own
No dice, I feed them facts to be alone and alone and alone, yeah

Smoke crack like Isaac Asimov
Faux black delayed reaction of
Sure 'nuff she's snugglin' up to me
I've got to feed them facts

She never listens when I tell her that I wanna go
She should have come when I invited her to see my show
Gee it's a pity that your momma had to get away
Down in the factory
I've got to bring them back to me
As if you care, I don't want to combat you there

Down in the factory
When their faces blow a fuse it's a miracle
I have to feed them facts to be alone, magnifico

And the women don't look back to me
I've got a motel momma down in the cannery
I've got to feed them facts to be alone and alone and alone yeah