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