6'1" - Liz Phair

I bet you fall in bed too easily

With the beautiful girls who are shyly brave

And you sell yourself as a man to save

But all the money in the world is not enough

I bet you've long since passed understanding

What it takes to be satisfied

You're like a vine that keeps climbing higher

But all the money in the world is not enough

And all the bridges blown away keep floating up

It's cold

And rough

And I kept standing six-feet-one

Instead of five-feet-two

And I loved my life

And I hated you

It's cold out there

And rough

And I kept standing six-feet-one

Instead of five-feet-two

And I loved my life

And I hated you