| It’s so hard meeting girls I respect
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| In all these awful places
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| I’m never home for more than a week
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| The only people I see are either
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| Down on their luck
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| Drunken girls at the pub
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| Or the skanky almost hooker types
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| That dance at the club
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| And I always think
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| Why do I get dressed up to
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| Walk around saying what the fuck?
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| At the end of the day
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| It matters more what you do than what you say
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| I wish I knew some girls that aspired to be more than famous whores
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| As long as I’m on tour
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| I’ll boldly go where every man has been before
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| A blonde in a short shirt no bra and a thong may be fun to make eyes at,
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| not bring home to your mom
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| I want a girl that can talk
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| I want a girl that can think,
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| Not someone I’m ashamed of every time that they speak
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| I want a girl that takes pride
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| In the strength of her mind
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| And even more so if the sentiment can be justified
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| At the end of the day
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| It matters more what you do than what you say
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| I wish I knew some girls who aspired to be more than famous whores
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| As long as I’m on tour It’s any port in the storm |