Why be sweet, why be careful, why be kind?
A man has only one thing on his mind
Why ask politely, why go lightly, why say
Please?
They only want to get you on your knees
There are a few things I never could believe

A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven when
You're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway

Laissez-faire mi amour, c'est la vie
Shall I return to shore or swim back out to
Sea?
The world don't care what a soldier does in
Town
It's all hanging in the windows by the
Pound
There are few things I never could believe

A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven when
You're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway

I only want to hear your purr and to hear
You moan
There is another man who brings the money
Home
I don't want dishes in the sink
Please don't tell me what you feel or what
You think
There are few things I never could believe

Copyright: JALMA MUSIC
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits