Text: Sleater Kinney. All Hands On The Bad One. Ballad Of A Ladyman.

Eye cream and thigh cream
How 'bout a get high cream?
Nothing I do smoothes out the feelings
Of being used
Ballad of a ladyman

Freak that I am, live in Japan
Let's rock with the tough girls
In this part of the world
Take a photograph
Portrait of a ladyman

Are we holding on
To our pride a bit too long
Are we breaking on guitars
Are we breaking you apart

They say I've gone too far
With the image I've got
And they know I'd make a mint
With the new plastic skin and a hit on the radio
Temptations of a ladyman

I could be demure like
Girls who are soft for
Boys who are fearful of
Getting an earful, but I've gotta rock
I'd rather be a ladyman

Are we holding on
To our pride a bit too long
Are we breaking on guitars
Are we breaking you apart

How many times will you decide
(You sit at home with an alibi)
How many lives will you define
(In case they call and ask you why all you do is go)
How much control should we give up of our lives
(You're out of control but saying, "Ooh, ahh, ooh")

Ooh, ahh ooh, ahh ooh, ahh, ooh

Are we holding on
To our pride a bit too long
Are we breaking on guitars
Are we breaking you apart

How many times will you decide
(You sit at home with an alibi)
How many lives will you define
(In case they call and ask you why all you do is go)
How much control should we give up of our lives
(You're out of control but saying, "Ooh, ahh, ooh")

Ooh, ahh ooh, ahh ooh, ahh, ooh
Ahh, ooh, ahh, ooh
Ballad of a ladyman