My face is finished My body's gone And I can't help but think Standin' up here in all this applause And gazin' down at all the young and the beautiful With their questioning eyes That I must above all things love myself That I must above all things love myself That I must above all things love myself I saw a girl in the crowd I ran over I shouted out I asked if I could take her out But she said that she didn't want to I changed the sheets on my bed I combed my hair across my head I sucked in my gut and still she said That she just didn't want to I read her Elliot, I read her Yeats I tried my best to stay up late I fixed the hinges on her gate But still she just never wanted to I bought her a dozen snow white doves I did her dishes in rubber gloves I called her honey bee, I called her love But she just still didn't want to She just never wants to Damn! I sent her every type of flower I played her guitar by the hour I padded her revolting little chihuahua But still she just didn't want to I wrote a song with 100 lines I picked a bunch of dandelions I walked her through the trembling pines But she just even then didn't want to She just never wants to I thought I'd try another 'tack I'd drink a liter of cognac I threw up down her back But she just laughed and said she just didn't want to I thought I'd have another go I called her my little ho I felt like Marcel Marceau must feel when She said that she just never wanted to She just didn't want to I got the no pussy blues I got the no pussy blues! Wo! Damn!