| Song | No Aphrodisiac |
| Artist | The Whitlams |
| Album | Truth, Beauty and a Picture of You |
| A letter to you on a cassette ' | |
| Cause we don't write anymore | |
| Gotta make it up quickly | |
| There's people asleep on the second floor | |
| There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Truth, beauty and a picture of you | |
| You'll be walking your dog in a few hours | |
| I'll be asleep in my brother's house | |
| You're a thousand miles away | |
| With food between your teeth | |
| Come up for summer | |
| I've got a place near the beach | |
| There's room for your dog | |
| There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Truth, beauty and a picture of you | |
| There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Truth, beauty and a picture of you | |
| There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills | |
| There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| You shouldn't leave me alone | |
| There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile | |
| Truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence | |
| Saturday and a picture of you | |
| A letter to you on a cassette | |
| You shouldn't leave me alone | |
| Forty shaved sexy wants to do it all day | |
| With a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named | |
| Kinky Renée | |
| Tired teacher twenty-eight seeks regular meetings for masculine muscular nappy-clad brutal breeding | |
| While his wife rough-wrestles with a puppy all aquiver on a wine-soaked strobe-lit | |
| Asiatic hall of mirrors and a dash of loneliness | |
| There's no aphrodisiac quite like it | |
| Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, impunity and a picture of you | |
| I got a video set-up me love you short time she pay me suck his finger with some fine wine and a dash of loneliness | |
| Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, awkwardness, impunity, and a picture of you |
| A letter to you on a cassette ' | |
| Cause we don' t write anymore | |
| Gotta make it up quickly | |
| There' s people asleep on the second floor | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Truth, beauty and a picture of you | |
| You' ll be walking your dog in a few hours | |
| I' ll be asleep in my brother' s house | |
| You' re a thousand miles away | |
| With food between your teeth | |
| Come up for summer | |
| I' ve got a place near the beach | |
| There' s room for your dog | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Truth, beauty and a picture of you | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Truth, beauty and a picture of you | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| You shouldn' t leave me alone | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac like loneliness | |
| Bare feet like a tomboy and a crooked smile | |
| Truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence | |
| Saturday and a picture of you | |
| A letter to you on a cassette | |
| You shouldn' t leave me alone | |
| Forty shaved sexy wants to do it all day | |
| With a guntotin' triggerhappy tranny named | |
| Kinky René e | |
| Tired teacher twentyeight seeks regular meetings for masculine muscular nappyclad brutal breeding | |
| While his wife roughwrestles with a puppy all aquiver on a winesoaked strobelit | |
| Asiatic hall of mirrors and a dash of loneliness | |
| There' s no aphrodisiac quite like it | |
| Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, impunity and a picture of you | |
| I got a video setup me love you short time she pay me suck his finger with some fine wine and a dash of loneliness | |
| Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom, red hair, no hair, innocence, awkwardness, impunity, and a picture of you |