Album: The Very Best Of Jackson Browne

You Asshole You

(Doug Haywood)
Well it came to me as you came,
You don't even know my name.
You'd just as soon be fucking a doornob,
You asshole you.
You'll fuck anything that moves,
And I'll tell you what that proves:
You just want meat, you don't want me,
You asshole you.
Well you wish that I was stronger,
and could last a little longer.
I get so mad that I could spit.
I don't need that kind of shit.
Well you toyed with my affection,
And you laughed at my errection,
And its lack of circumsection,
You asshole you.