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Do I want love?
Of course I do
But do you think I'm so dumb
That I'd go out with you?
Na, na, no, no, neh-eh-eh-ver
I'm, I'm naw-awt go-on-na spread for no roses
I'm not gonna spread for no roses!
I'm not gonna spread for you
You gross old man
Your aftershave reaks
You buy your tan
(She's not gonna peel for no buds, bud)
Na, na, no, no, neh-eh-eh-ver
I'm, I'm naw-awt go-on-na spread
I'm not gonna spread for no roses
I'm not gonna spread for you
You gross old man
Your aftershave reaks
You buy your tan
(This girl don't put out for no foliage, friend)
Talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk soon
Talk talk soon
Talk talk soon
Joan of Arc never did
Laura Secord never did
Gloria Steinem did once
But then she felt sad
I'm not gonna spread for no roses
(Better dead than spread)
I'm not gonna spread for no roses
(Better dead than spread)
I'm not gonna spread for no roses
(Better dead than spread)
I'm not gonna open my legs for no roses
(Better dead than spread)
Do you want love?
Of course you do
But if you want love
Shouldn't it be your wife you talk to?