I don't like guitar much in my songs I can't admit it when I'm wrong And if I'm nice to everyone, can you really blame me? After all they're so damn nice to me I don't like the smell of hospitals I've taken way to many falls And if I smile too much at her, can you really blame me? After all she smiles so much at me I could listen to Ben Folds all night but I can't listen to Ben Lee If he's the best musician in this land then this land's no home for me And I ain't been in this game long but it's already all I am And if I ask you nicely, baby, maybe you will lend a helping hand Cos I don't like guitar much in my songs I don't like guitar much in my songs They play too loud and they play too long And if I take my trousers down, can you really blame me? Are you scared of what you're going to see I like Latin music as a rule But it tends to make me play the fool And if I samba through the night, can you really blame me? After all the samba sets me free