You can't stand It's like when you clean your bu*t And watch your sh**ty toilet-paper That's your girl Can't avoid looking around On the beach with 1000 tits And you the same insensible dranght .. You never wanna grow a sunday sleeper and nothing more She should see the difference Man thoughts meaning ashes Blonde tits just for past-time I've never touched plastic Fantasies, just male emotions at all I've seen her reading a fancy romance Warriors, dwarfs, dragons, amazons and elfs So I smile and understand: I'm this kind of man that she loves But no sword in my brave hand I win my enemies with a beer I think it's so easy realizing the an*logy Don't ask more I love you, ok but You're not only one in this world