You don’t have to be a millionaire to cry in the shower
Morning motor skills are bringing me down by the hour
Underwear underworld
You think it’s hard to be friends with girls
I can’t take you seriously with your French haircut
With your French haircut

Smashed under glass and shown off to the audience
Running from the cops and dancing with the dissidents

I want to know you the hard way
I want to know the things you’re afraid to say
I want to know you the hard way
I want to know the things you’re afraid to say