6'1" by Liz Phair

I bet you fall in bed too easily
With the beautiful girls who are shyly brave
And you sell yourself as a man to save
But all the money in the world is not enough

I bet you've long since passed understanding
What it takes to be satisfied
You're like a vine that keeps climbing higher
But all the money in the world is not enough

And all the bridges blown away keep floating up
It's cold and rough

And I kept standing 6'1”
Instead of five-feet-two
And I loved my life
And I hated you

It's cold out there and rough

And I kept standing 6'1”
Instead of five-feet-two
And I loved my life
And I hated you

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