Martina Sorbara - Better Man lyrics

He said 'take off your clothes for me I've got a dirty fantasy Your body's generosity Could really be of use to me' Naturally I said, 'certianly' He said 'I've got some time If you don't mind To close your eyes And be robbed blind I'm in a bind, you'd be so kind' His words were sweet and silver-lined I said 'fine,' well how can I decline And he's told me I'm efficient Conveniently complacent He told me that I got the job done He said I best do all that I can To make him a better man And make him a better man When he's gone Better when he's gone I don't know what he takes me for But he's had me And he'll take me more He says that's what sweet fleash is for Oh what's left But this apple core And he's told me I'm efficient Conveniently complacent He told me that I got the job done He said I best do all that I can To make him a better man And make him a better man When he's gone Better when he's gone Martina sorbara - vocals/acoustic guitar Adam hay - drums Murray foster - ba** Justin abedin - electric guitar Gary breit - keyboards