Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
He’s sweating heavily
But she can’t feel the heat
No electricity
His ego’s so deflated
His manhood’s so D-rated
She’s so bored she falls asleep
Short-fingered man
Can’t get her off
Short-fingered man
Best give it up
He claims he’s all the way in
But she can’t feel anything
He must be lying
And with the business end
It feels like nothing
Is he even trying
Short-fingered man
Can’t get her off
Short-fingered man
Best give it up
He’s easily hurt
He’s very insecure
You have to talk gently to him
Like a little girl
In a long dress shirt
You can’t find his hands
Now they’re lost in the pockets of his pants
Short-fingered man
Can’t get her off
Short-fingered man
Best give it up