It's so hard meeting girls I respect In all these awful places I'm never home for more than a week The only people I see are either Down on their luck Drunken girls at the pub Or the skanky almost hooker types That dance at the club And I always think Why do I get dressed up to Walk around saying what the fuck? At the end of the day It matters more what you do than what you say I wish I knew some girls that aspired to be more than famous whores As long as I'm on tour I'll boldly go where every man has been before A blonde in a short shirt no bra and a thong may be fun to make eyes at, Not bring home to your mom I want a girl that can talk I want a girl that can think, Not someone I'm ashamed of every time that they speak I want a girl that takes pride In the strength of her mind And even more so if the sentiment can be justified At the end of the day It matters more what you do than what you say I wish I knew some girls who aspired to be more than famous whores As long as I'm on tour It's any port in the storm