Take him to movies
Take him anywhere
Make him compliment
Your choice in hair
You don't even have to ask me
For anything you need
I'll buy you televisions
And the books you read
Forget it I'm hopeless
My cuts don't close up
I'd like to reopen them
I haven't had enough
My needs are plenty
And my ideals aren't real
Fantastic relations
That I can't feel
And I spoke with the Devil
And he told me some things
I can be the man you want
The man who sings
And so every night now
I play my guitar
And you sing backup
Together we're gonna go far