Today you say you’re willing to make any sacrifice Tommorow resent me for making such “stubborn demands” You’ve changed, a little, I guess, I do agree the sex is nice You bust on the scene and suddenly I’m changing my plans
Lucky for me before we set the stakes You go on making familiar mistakes And everytime I get you back And get my face in your big rack It’s the same old shit and away we go But now I know That I would rather live in the middle of nowhere, patheticly masturbating Thinking of you, then actually being with you
Girl I can’t begin to understand All your expectations for a man But if you want a quiverring bowl of jello, baby say hello To somebody else and say goodbye to me