You And Your Museum Of Lover



The Precious Collection You've Housed In Your Covers



My Simpleness Threatened By My Own Admission




And The Bags Are Much Too Heavy



In My Insecure Condition



My Pregnant Mind Is Fat Full With Envy Again




But I Still Love To Wash In Your Old Bathwater



Love To Think That You Couldn't Love Another



I Can't Help It...your're My Kind Of Man




Wanted And Adored By Attractive Women



Bountiful Selection At Your Discretion



I Know I'm Diving Into My Own Destruction




So Why Do You We Choose The Boys That Are Naughty?



I Don't Fit In So Why Do You Want Me?



And I Know I Can't Tame You...but I Just Keep Trying




Cause I Love To Wash In Your Old Bathwater



Love To Think That You Couldn't Love Another



I'm On Your List With All You Other Women



But I Still Love To Wash In Your Old Bathwater



You Make Me Feel Like I Couldn't Love Another



I Can't Help It...you're My Kind Of My Man




Why Do The Good Girls Always Want The Bad Boys?




So I Pacify Problems With Kisses And Cuddles



Diligently Doubtful Through All Kinds Of Trouble



Then I Find Myself Choking On All My Contradictions




Cause I Still Love To Wash In Your Old Bathwater



Love To Think That You Couldn't Love Another



Share A Toothbrush..you're My Kind Of Man



I Still Love To Wash In Your Old Bathwater



Make Me Feel Like I Couldn't Love Another



I Can't Help It...you're My Kind Of My Man




No I Can't Help Myself



I Can't Help Myself



I Still Love To Wash In Your Old Bathwater