You Asshole You - Jackson Browne

Well it came to me as you came,

You don’t even know my name.

You’d just as soon be fucking a doornob,

You asshole you.

You’ll fuck anything that moves,

And I’ll tell you what that proves:

You just want meat, you don’t want me,

You asshole you.

Well you wish that I was stronger,

and could last a little longer.

I get so mad that I could spit.

I don’t need that kind of shit.

Well you toyed with my affection,

And you laughed at my errection,

And its lack of circumsection,

You asshole you.