Oooh Calm me down, babe I know I've been away I'm coming back for the holidays Boots are shined I'm Santa Claus with AIDS Selling pornographic polaroids and counterfeit shades When she said You don't have to be My darling, so PC with me Yeah, she said You don't have to be So PC with me Because the meaner they are The harder I fall in love The meaner they are The harder I fall in love I'm barely treading water Roy Boy's clinging on Paddling drums through airports On a raft of plastic bongs Been on date nights in Budapest Been a fire's hawk in Prague Sodomy in Berlin without no guten Tag When she said You don't have to be My darling, so PC with me Yeah, she said You don't have to be So PC with me Because the meaner they are The harder I fall in love The meaner they are The harder I fall in love (Ooh, that's right) She said The meaner they are The harder I fall in love (In love, ooh, ahh) She said The meaner they are The harder I fall in love