No Pussy Blues (G.E.R.M. Remix)

My face is finished, my body's gone

And I can't help but think standin' up here

In all this applause and gazin' down

At all the young and the beautiful

With their questioning eyes

That I must above all things love myself

That I must above all things love myself

That I must above all things love myself

I saw a girl in the crowd

I ran over I shouted out

I asked if I could take her out

But she said that she didn't want to

I changed the sheets on my bed

I combed the hairs across my head

I sucked in my gut and still she said

That she just didn't want to

I read her Eliot, read her Yeats

I tried my best to stay up late

I fixed the hinges on her gate

But still she just never wanted to

I bought her a dozen snow-white doves

I did her dishes in rubber gloves

I called her honeybee, I called her love

But she just still didn't want to

She just never wants to

Dammit!

I sent her every type of flower

I played a guitar by the hour

I patted her revolting little chihuahua

But still she just didn't want to

I wrote a song with a hundred lines

I picked a bunch of dandelions

I walked her through the trembling pines

But she just even then didn't want to

She just never wants to

I thought I'd try another tack

I drank a litre of cognac

I threw her down upon her back

But she just laughed and said

That she just didn't want to

I thought I'd have another go

I called her my little O

I felt like Marcel Marceau

Must feel when she said

That she just never wanted to

She just didn't want to

I got the no pussy blues

I got the no pussy blues

I got the no pussy blues

Damn, damn, woo

No pussy blues

I got the no pussy blues

I got the no pussy blues

I got the no pussy blues, woo

Yeah, yeah, woo