Tiny Girls Lyrics - Martin L. Gore

Well, the day begins 

You don't want to live 

'Cause you can't believe 

In the one you're with 

'Cause you know her tricks 

And you know her past 

When she makes a face 

You just have to laugh 

And you feel like such a know-it-all 

When you only want just a tiny girl 

And you hope she'll sing 

So you turn around 

Toward the tiny girls 

Who have got no tricks 

Who have got no past 

Yeah, that's what you think 

And you hope she'll sing 

But she sings of greed 

Like a young banshee 

And she wants for this 

And she wants for that 

Oh, what did you think?