It's so hard meeting girls I respect
In all these awful places
I'm never home for more than a week
The only people I see are either
Down on their luck
Drunken girls at the pu
Or the skanky almost hooker types
That dance at the clu
And I always think
Why do I get dressed up to
Walk around saying what the fuck?
At the end of the day
It matters more what you do than what you say
I wish I knew some girls that aspired to be more than famous whores
As long as I'm on tour
I'll boldly go where every man has been before
A blonde in a short shirt no bra and a thong may be fun to make eyes at,
Not bring home to your mom
I want a girl that can talk
I want a girl that can think,
Not someone I'm ashamed of every time that they speak
I want a girl that takes pride
In the strength of her mind
And even more so if the sentiment can be justified
At the end of the day
It matters more what you do than what you say
I wish I knew some girls who aspired to be more than famous whores
As long as I'm on tour It's any port in the storm