Well the day begins   You don't want to live   'Cause you can't believe   In the one you're with   'Cause you know her tricks   And you know her past   When she makes a face   You just have to laugh   And you feel like such a know it all   When you only want just a tiny girl   And you hope she'll sing      So you turn around   Toward the tiny girls   Who have got no tricks   Who have got no past   Yea that's what you think   And you hope she'll sing   But she sings of greed   Like a young banshee   And she wants for this   And she wants for that   Oh what did you think