The song starts as a ballad and it appears singer Dave Hemingway is singing fondly to a woman, telling her she doesn't have to make an effort with her looks for him to appreciate her. However as the more upbeat chorus, sung by Hemingway and Heaton, comes in it becomes clear that the woman is the object of Heaton's scorn. The main cause of their disgust is that she uses her 36D breasts to have lots of meaningless sex and turns herself into a media sex object, and maybe even a prostitute. Heaton is clearly unimpressed by her ("36D, so what?") and "You cheapen and you nasty every woman in this land" along with "Your picture's hanging pretty on the squaddie's walls, You're Steven's, Andy's, you're Iain's, you're Paul's" shows his feelings perfectly.