Last night I couldn't make it
Wasn't bothered, didn't think it was a drag
But tonight you've hit on something
I'd not recognised as being in my bag
You smoked another cigarette
And threw it from the window to the drain
Below our second floor apartment
Where I live through you, you patiently explain:
"I'm a she freak, a she freak
A she freak, a she freak, he"
Are we all ladykillers?
Casanovas within boundaries? Out of bounds?
The girl controls seductions obviously
The art of sowing seed on common ground
So I drove into a shop front just to get to you
To get what you deserved
Exclusion from mediocrity
And all their stinking reveries reversed
By a she freak, a she freak
A she freak, a she freak, he
In the pub by Monday lunchtime
Where did the weekend go?
I would like to take you walking
Somewhere I used to know
Who needs lies and who needs intrigue?
We haven't time to find
You've been lying, you've been hiding
That you've been unkind
Excuse me for talking seriously
These days I know it's not thought of as polite
But to be yourself, your true self
Is the hardest thing to do and to do right
I was superficial when you met me
A liar and a fraud
I lived rendered in fiction
So why was I the one that you adored?
'Cause I'm a she freak, a she freak
A she freak, a she freak, he