verse 1
She made me act like a smalltown dummy
As I saw her backstage after a one night stand
The way she refused me sure confused me
For quite a while, made me insecure, lose my style
She said
verse 2
She said: "You just has no style"
Trying hard to make love, trying hard to relate
To a tit from the poor side of town
Well she was classy, well, that's what you people say
I don't need your fancy talk
I don't need you for any kind of cover
I don't need your so called love
I don't need you to be my lover
SAX SOLO
I don't need your fancy talk
I don't need you for any kind of cover
I don't need your so called love
I don't need you to be my lover
MODULATED PART
I don't care if you say you love me
I don't care if you spend all of your money to me
As long as you realise
I'm the tiger, you're the monkey
I'm the rider, you're the donkey
OUTRO Chorus
I don't need no fancy talk
I don't need any kind of cover
Still I don't know, why do I
If you don't need to be my lover
OUTRO SOLO
FINGERPICKING OUTRO