Laid here with the advertising sliding past my eyes like cartoons 
from other peoples lives, 
I start to wonder what it takes to be a man. 
Well I learned to drink & I learned to smoke & I learned to tell 
a dirty joke. 
If that`s all there is then there`s no point for me. 
*So please can I ask just why we`re alive? 
`Cos all that you do seems such a waste of time 
& if you hang around too long you`ll be a man. 
Tell me `bout it. Your car can get up to a hundred and ten -
you`ve nowhere to go but you`ll go there again
& nothing ever makes no difference to a man.
So you stumble into town & hold your
stomach in. 
Show them what you`ve got tho` they `ve seen everything. 
Yeah you`re a beauty but they`ve seen your type before. 
You`ve got no need but still you want, 
so go and book that restaurant. 
The wine will flow & then you`ll just
fly away. 
[*Repeat (x2)]
To a man
To a man
That`s what I am.