Laid here with the advertising sliding past my eyes like cartoons from other people's lives, I start to wonder what it takes to be a man. Well I learned to drink & I learned to smoke & I learned to tell a dirty joke. If that's all there is then there's no pint for me. So please can I ask just why we're alive? 'Cos all that you do semms such a waste of time & if you hang around too long you'll be a man. Thell me 'bout it. Your car can get up to a hundred and ten-you've nowhere to go but you'll go there again & nothing ever makes no difference to a man.
So you stumble into town & hold your stomache in. Show then what you've got tho' they've seen everything. Yeah you're a beaurty but they've seen your type before. You've got no need but still you want, so go and book that resaurant. the wine will flow & you'll just fly away. So please can I ask just why, etc. Nothing every makes no difference to a man. That's what I am.
