Left to right - Benjamin Horrendous, Dennis Martian, Maz, Bill Ding, Mal Function. 

Dennis Martian – vocals 
Maz – guitar 
Benjamin Horrendous – bass 
Bill Ding – drums 
 
This is the line - up you can hear on the 3 mp3s. Other musicians who have been in the Hot Zobs are 
Vital Will - Sax, Harry Harris - guitar and  Mal Function - guitar. 
 

When I was a boy, the girls all called me names. 
Now that I am grown, everything is still the same. 
Baby we were so in love, 
We couldn’t get enough; 
Then you walked off in a huff; 
Why is it always so tough? 

I’m gonna find myself another woman; 
One that wants to love me every night. 
I’m gonna find myself another woman, 
One that doesn’t want to start a fight. 

We were so in love, you were everything to me. 
Now that we’re apart, my life is misery 
 Tell me baby, now where are you? 
I miss the things we used to do 
 Now I never,never see you. 
What am I gonna do? 

I’m gonna find myself another woman; 
One that wants to love me every night. 
 I’m gonna find myself another woman, 
One that doesn’t want to start a fight. 

I just saw you in the bar, with a new boy on your arm. 
Did something fall on your head and do your brain some harm? 
 I didn’t know what to say, 
But you’re gonna find out anyway, 

 He’s a creep; he gets on my wick. 
He’s a creep; he makes me feel sick. 
 He’s a creep, take my word. 
He’s a creep, a wimp and a nerd. 

 Now that you are not with me, I see you’ve paid the price, 
Driving around with your new boy, in his car with its furry dice. 
 I thought you had good taste, 
But all your loving has gone to waste. 

 He’s a creep; he gets on my wick. 
He’s a creep; he makes me feel sick. 
 He’s a creep, take my word. 
He’s a creep, a wimp and a nerd. 

When I heard about your new love, you know it made me sad. 
Now that I have seen the boy, it just makes me feel mad. 
 I wasn’t gonna start a fight, 
But now I think that I just might. 

 He’s a creep; he makes me feel sick. 
He’s a creep, he looks like a prick. 
 He’s a creep, a wimp and a nerd. 
He’s a creep, a silly old turd. 

You won’t lose no sleep tonight, when I’m not with you. 
 I just can’t understand what I’m going through. 
 When I call you on the phone, you just won’t speak to me. 
Must I be all alone, is this what’s meant to be? 

 Is there nothing I can do, to get back in love with you? 
Not a thing I can do, oh no. 

I sent you cards and flowers, and all the other stuff. 
You threw them in the bin, and told me to piss off. 
 I could have loved you, babe, forever and a day, 
But you don’t understand; why must it be this way? 

 Is there nothing I can do, to get back in love with you? 
Not a thing I can do, oh no.