You're just walking round your little mazes figuring out how to get by, How to get laid and get famous, get yourself paid, impress the guys. You're taught to divide the world into buddies and wives, sl*ts and wimps; And ever since, you've kept a scorecard - how else to prove you're such the pimp. gram. You get on the train where the crowd is tightening to push yourself up against a girl, And when you're not getting play, you keep trying, you don't understand the consensual way. man. She (azchords.com)