Bullseye

I've tried an accurate finger
I've hit the bullseye with a tongue
I've heard you hiss it and howl it
I've heard it grunted and sung

We make a joke about keeping
Champagne in case you cross the brink
But you laughed and said you'd fake it
Just so you could have a drink
Just once, just once

And we've tried getting drunk
And we've tried it using drugs
But it always turns out fucking useless
Always happy to settle for chats and hugs

And they were all early nights
Taking pictures of things I've already seen
After days dragged round the sites
I did it years ago, when I was eighteen

Just once (did it do the job?)
Just once (did it do the job?)
Just once, just once