All the Girls

All the girls who brought to you
What you found no reason to refuse
They bent back beneath your weight, oh
Should you be so surprised
That they loved you with such confounding complexity
It made you tired, you were riddled with excuse
But it's not hard for a man to make himself unavailable
In the name of worthy enterprise, oh

All the girls were splendid and pale
They had elbows and knees, elbows and knees
And such soft and lovely voices, oh
And they were in love with you
In love with you in love with you in love
And you were quiet, vaguely uneasy
But you trade their gracious passion for your affable indifference
As if you thought that would ever be enough, oh

All the girls had tender intentions
And pretty eyebrows drawn together
They cried so easily, oh
But they believed the words you said to them
And they were understanding
And that endeared them to you once they'd gone forever
And your big heart beat with a flood of love and admiration
Love and admiration and relief, oh

©1998 Annie Gallup