I sent her every type of flower
I ran over, I shouted out
I called her my little ho
But she just even then didn't want to
I got the no pussy blues
Damn, damn
In all this applause and gazin' down
I felt like my soul, my soul must feel when
But she said that she didn't want to
I asked if I could take her out
I walked her through the trembling pines
I fixed the hinges on her gate
She just didn't want to
She just never wants to
That I must above all things love myself
But she just still didn't want to
No pussy blues
At all the young and the beautiful
I sucked in my gut and still she said
I tried my best to stay up late
I got the no pussy blues
I thought I'd try another 'tack
I got the no pussy blues
But she just laughed and said
I got the no pussy blues
That she just didn't want to
That she just didn't want to
I got the no pussy blues
I threw up down her back
I wrote a song with a hundred lines
But still she just never wanted to
I called her honey bee, I called her love
I picked a bunch of dandelions
I got the no pussy blues
I petted her revolting little chihuahua
I read her really, I'd read her, yeats
With their questioning eyes
That I must above all things love myself
I bought her a dozen snow white doves
I'd drink a liter of Cognac
I combed the hairs across my head
She said that she just never wanted to
I saw a girl in the crowd
I changed the sheets on my bed
She just never wants to, damn
I played the guitar by the hour
I thought I'd have another go
But still she just didn't want to
I did auditions in rubber gloves
That I must above all things love myself