The Cribs
Women’s Needs
In the radius of a thousand miles
I 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 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 the 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

I see those guys, I guess they’re quite clever
To get you onside, women’s needs, whatever
See those guys, they think they’re so clever
I spot them on sight, 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