Every time I get on that number 8 busnAnd I see that Oyster Card ReadernI just wanna take off all my clothesnAnd hope the driver can't see yanIt makes a beep noise when it takes my money and it has a yellow bitnI just wanna make like an Oyster Card, and make sweet love to it!nnOoh, I just wanna make love with itnOoh, and I don't know whynOoh, I think I've fallen in love with itnOoh, and it just ain't rightnnOysters are the food of lovenSwipe your Oyster from abovenOn a train or on a busnFuck your Oyster just like usnnThey caught dry-humping that Oyster Card Reader on their CCTV screennThey took me to the station, asked me lots of questions, said I was too obscenenSo I told em how it is, and they told how it was and they told me I sicknBut next time I got on that number 8 bus, it was them who were humping it!nnOoh, I just wanna make love with itnOoh, and I don't know whynOoh, I think I've fallen in love with itnOoh, and it just ain't right