Слова:
Cribs Men S Needs Women S Needs Whatever

There's not much to say to me That's okay, you know that girls like mystery They'll know all the things I've had That?s okay, it don't necessarily make

, the satisfied ones Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things And then I hate myself for realizing that There's no preventative, directive

begun And I will never regret a thing I have done But you would never exist without us So maybe, I do not have the time, fair weather friends of mine A year's

man's needs, man's needs Are full of greed, are full of greed A man's needs, man's needs Are lost on me A man's needs, man's needs Are full of greed,

Women's needs, whatever And evening comes And I feel no better It's closing time Women's needs, whatever Evening comes And I feel no better It's closing time Women

nothing to me Ripton stain came off the track You go there once and you don't come back, oh Good, that's what I say But it's not what I've heard you

, the satisfied ones. Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realising that. There's no preventative, directive

I am indecisive and that's about it and you dream that's the same thing that's the same life you lead I don't agree and so you drink don't wanna think that's

I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no and I, I, I, I can't find time for her oh no I, I, I, I can't find