Ani Difranco. Red Letter Year. Round A Pole. Zeneszám
I could sing you 'round a pole
I could talk you up a tree
But when it comes to what really matters
You are way more clever than me
I know I wanted to be challenged
But I was unclear about how
So I'll be the guy with the toolbox
And you be the fun-lovin' gal
And I'll learn to fix stuff
If you will teach me to love
And God'll radiate out from within us
Instead of this bullshit from above
And we could dance 'round like monkeys
After the paparazzi have gone home
Having let go forever
The fallacy of ever being alone
I could sing you 'round a pole
Like a ball at the end of a rope
Have you ducking and sluggin' protecting your head
But I decided just to love you back instead
'Cause I have studied my own pain
Like an ambitious scientist
And I've discovered it's all the same
And has nothing to do with this
So I'll learn to fix stuff
If you will teach me to love
And God'll radiate out from within us
Instead of this bullshit from above
We can dance 'round like monkeys
After the paparazzi have gone home
Having let go forever
The fallacy of ever being alone
I could talk you up a tree
But when it comes to what really matters
You are way more clever than me
I know I wanted to be challenged
But I was unclear about how
So I'll be the guy with the toolbox
And you be the fun-lovin' gal
And I'll learn to fix stuff
If you will teach me to love
And God'll radiate out from within us
Instead of this bullshit from above
And we could dance 'round like monkeys
After the paparazzi have gone home
Having let go forever
The fallacy of ever being alone
I could sing you 'round a pole
Like a ball at the end of a rope
Have you ducking and sluggin' protecting your head
But I decided just to love you back instead
'Cause I have studied my own pain
Like an ambitious scientist
And I've discovered it's all the same
And has nothing to do with this
So I'll learn to fix stuff
If you will teach me to love
And God'll radiate out from within us
Instead of this bullshit from above
We can dance 'round like monkeys
After the paparazzi have gone home
Having let go forever
The fallacy of ever being alone
Ani Difranco