Tiny Girls - 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

Now what did you think?