That taste All I ever needed All I ever wanted Too dumb to surrender She shakes Like the morning railway Checking me out Something on her shoulder And the lamp Flickers in the bedroom She must feel as awkward Whorehouse Arizona And I go Stand up to a giant Said that I'm a fighter Too drunk to remember Too drunk to My face Layin' on the pavement Tasting somethin' awful I hate when that happens And she waits Thinking that it's sexy She must be plumb crazy I kinda think I like it Kinda think I do