Sangtekst: The Cribs. Women's Needs.

In a radius of a thousand miles
I find it strange no one makes me smile

you should understand
you still have to try
when we're all the same
I was almost right

and evening comes and I feel no different
sorry my friend I just can't do nothing
evening comes and I feel no different
sorry my friend I just can't do nothing

in a radius of a thousand miles
you find it strange no one makes me smile

you should understand
you still have to try
we're not all the same
I was almost right

and see those guys I guess they're quite clever
get you outside
women's needs - whatever
see those guys they think they're so clever
spot them outside
women's needs - whatever

and evening comes and I feel no better
it's closing time
women's needs - whatever
evening comes and I feel no better
it's closing time
women's needs - whatever