I don’t have to do what you do
For you to consider me having a life too
I can do what I want to
Get your own life right
Stop meddling in mine
And stop trying to start a fight
If you’re so happy then why you mad at me?
My decisions have nothing
To do with the
Issue of right or wrong
Or good or bad
But you can’t see that
And that’s so sad
You see
I got my reasons for being me
All around me
This is what I see
All the sex in movies
Just ruined it for me
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That’s all anyone can talk about
Who’s doing this one
And who’s with that one
Furthermore
I can’t find the man for me
He doesn’t exist
It’s all a fantasy
Even if he could be real
I’m too far gone
You see
I’m at peace with myself
I’m one with the universe
Being with someone is just a curse
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You can meet them on the street
You can meet them anywhere
But they’re nothing like
The men in the movies
They lack
They lack
They lack personality
They talk about the same ol’ thing
The older I get
The more things stay the same
They only care about one thing
And they lack
They lack
They lack personality
You’re so desperate
You can’t be alone
I got me and my brain
My creativity and no pain
Don’t get me wrong
I’m not afraid of heart break
I’m more afraid of the heart I might break
Will he be able to cope?
Will he be able to move on?
If we have kids
Will he make my life a living hell?
Fifteen minutes of pleasure
Ain’t worth all of that
Ain’t never been a gambler
If it ain’t a sure thing
Then I ain’t even betting change
It ain’t worth it when there’s other ways
A woman can have a baby
Without a man these days
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He can look like a zero
And be wanting a ten
I tell you the truth
But that’s just men
So hollow
So shallow
And it’s just so sad
It’s just so sad
Sooooooo sad
True love doesn’t exist anymore
True love doesn’t exist anymore
Women marry for children and money
And men marry for sex and beauty
This whole social structure is bound to collapse
I have no plans of changing
The issue isn’t open for debating
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This is the celibate’s song
This is my celibacy song
Move along, boy
Just move along
I want to be alone
So, just move along
Move along
Along, along, along, along
Alooooooooong...