Kristin Hersh Like You
Excuse me, a doormat is good honest work Only the bored and the wicked rich don't know that Excuse me, you poor man, let's skip this town Who me? Oh man, was that out loud? Ow Whoa, I'm on my own here You know, the devil may care You make this groovy, you make me laugh You make me woozy, a wet doormat It wasn't like that You nature lover, you country punk You bowl me over, and I'm not that drunk You're one in a million, you're one in two You're not like women, and I'm not like you I'm not like you, I'm not like you Your spell is broken but I'm still here Your mouth is open, guess I don't care You make this groovy, you make me laugh You make me woozy, a wet doormat You're one in a million, you're one in two You're not like women, and I'm not like you I'm not like you, I'm not like you
