Last updated January 4, 1996.
Would you like to ram your tongue down my throat? Would you like to grab my thighs Yes, I have got nice tits They are the perfect grab-me size I'm just a nice girl Thought I had everything Until you flashed me And I saw what I've been missing I've been saving myself my whole life For some slimeball like you to come along I am so desperate I'll do you and your mom. I get this tiny little boost of adrenaline When I think about what I'd been given Ohhhhh My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. Yeah Yeah I was just thinking That it'd really turn me on If some guy would drive by And show me his tongue I was just thinking that it'd really make my day If he offered me a place to stay with pay I'm just a nice girl I thought I had everything Until you flashed me And I saw what I'd been missing I've been saving myself my whole life for some sketcher like you to come along I am so desparate I'll do you on the front lawn. I get this tiny little boost of adrenaline When I think about what I've been given Oh! My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. Yeah Yeah I was just thinking that it'd be really cool If I got hit upside of the head with a manly tool That way he could have nothing left to say And have his way with me all day Cuz, I'm just a nice girl I thought I had everything Until you flashed me And I saw what I'd been missing I've been saving myself my whole life for some motherfucker like you to come along I've been so desparate I am writing you this song And you're so vain You probably think this song is about you I get this tiny little boost of adrenaline When I think about what I've been given Oh! My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women. My own private god's gift to women...
Spoken... Okay, I gotta think about it. I was really bummed when I wrote this. Because it's funny, when you grow up in a place like Alaska it's so beautiful and it's really easy to have some faith, you know what I mean? And faith after all is what carries you through, like, the darkest of days. You just have to believe time will pass, somehow the tide will come back in and I won't feel so incredibly shitty tomorrow. And it's hard 'cause like people lose faith, you know, when you're surrounded crime and murder and pollution everyday. But it's really what like makes everything okay. And I think if we could just be... Shut up I'm talking. That was obnoxious girl. I was kidding. God, I'm insulting people. giggles So anyway I just thought maybe if we could be surrounded in beauty we'd become what we see. 'Cause all we're told in the news is how evil we are and how racist we are and all these things.
I was thinking that I might fly today Just to disprove all the things that you say It doesn't take a talent to be mean You words can crush things that are unseen Oh, please be careful with me, I'm sensitive And I'd like to stay that way You always tell me that it's impossible To be respected, and be a girl Why's it gotta be so complicated Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated Oh, please be careful with me, I'm sensitive And I'd like to stay that way And I was thinking that it might do some good If we robbed the cynics and took all their food. That way what they believe will have taken place And we'll give it to everybody that has some faith Oh, please be careful with me, I'm sensitive And I'd like to stay that way I have this theory, that if we're told we're bad Then that's the only idea we'll ever have But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty Someday we will become what we see 'Cause anyone can start a conflict it's harder yet to disregard it I'd rather see the world from another angle We are everyday angels Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way
Come on baby, let's get in the car I'm gonna take you real, real far I'm gonna paint your mamma's face on the door You ain't gonna see her anymore Cuz I'm gonna be your race car driver Your race car driver They gonna paint a red flame, firebird on front I will be Evel Kenevil, you can double my stunts This ain't no Malibu Barbie Corvette This is a real 350 V-8, fuel-injected engine from a private liner jet And I'm gonna be your race car driver Your race car driver Come on baby, let's get on the road Let's get on track And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back I'm gonna straddle the line Swear to God it's gonna take you real far I'm just a real small man in a real big car And I'm gonna be your race car driver Got studded tires, excuse me if I'm blunt I've got ribbed rims for her pleasure up front Got fuzzy dice with a secret door Full of flavored serums, breath fresheners and more And I'm gonna be your race car driver Your race car driver Anybody ever tell you you look smashing by the dashboard light Come on baby gonna make you feel alright We'll take you at high warp speed It's better than watching Star Trek after you smoked weed And I'm gonna be your race car driver Your race car driver Come on baby, let's get on the road Let's get on track And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back I'm gonna straddle the line Swear to God it's gonna take you real far I'm just a real small man in a real big car And I'm gonna be your race car driver So come on baby tell me what's your answer, you gonna cross the line Ah, quit your sniveling, it's no or yes this time What you're hungry? We'll stop by Mickey D's for a happy meal Eat a regular hot dog or fantasco on wheels And I'm gonna be your race car driver Your race car driver I can see that you're not impressed By the way that you are fully dressed Looks like I'll have to pull out all the stops I'm a sensitive man of the 90's, sweetheart, who cares for your emotional being an awful lot And I'm gonna be your race car driver Your race car driver Come on baby, let's get on the road Let's get on track And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back And I will straddle the line Swear to God it's gonna take you real far I'm just a real small man in a real big car And I'm gonna be your race car driver Yes, I'm gonna be your race car driver
She dreams of the country her eyes go far away. She wishes for flowers He says, "Perhaps in May." The city always was gray the reflections of his eyes. And she knows he liked it that way And that way he shall die, well... She's always known, that there was something more. There's this hunger in her belly like an instinct it tells her that there's something more. This living shouldn't be called living 'cause it's really only half a life. She's a flower that grows despite cement holes And she will survive, she will survive. She's a rare breed with violet eyes and leafy limbs. In conversations she looks for cracks to dig her roots deep in. And her ways come up like daisies, she pushes her head to the sun. She says "I am content here to grow despite the steel frost that consumes everyone." She's always known, that there was something more. There's this hunger in her belly like an instinct it tells her that there's something more. This living shouldn't be called living 'cause it's really only half a life. She's a flower that grows despite cement holes. And she will survive, she will survive. In the end these steel cages will consume us and like coffins ignorance will take us in and fashion don't mean anything 'cause fashion cannot be our friends. And when all else fades away and the city falls into its sleep. We'll still have flesh, blood, bones and our soul to deal with so we should dig our roots deep. Always known, that there's something more. There's this hunger in our bellies it's like an instinct it tells us that there's something more. This living shouldn't be called living 'cause it's really only half a life. She's a flower that grows despite cement holes. And we will survive, we will survive, we will survive, we will survive.