I wanted a woman who loves who I am,
and what I do
then I met you.
You couldn t care less if I were Lord of Japan,
or half a man
nor what I am.
You say you like my eyes only or just the way I giggle.
Sometimes you like the smell of me or how my stomach jiggles.
But you don t love me,
that s all right,
cause you cling to me all through the night.
I wanted to grow old with one who knew me inside and out,
and likes to shout things I m about.
But you just turn your head when I get rowdy like a child,
and you don t even crack a smile.
You say my kissing rates a six on a scale of one to ten,
and you wouldn t pass the time with me,
cept you re tired of all your friends.
But you don t love me,
that s all right,
cause you cling to me all through the night.
But you don t love me,
that s all right,
cause you cling to me all through the night.
(I m not 100% certain on this one, but I m about 75%)