Them good time women
I hear they're something
Insanely loving
Ain't short on nothing
They're like black holes
From all the lies
And the way things go
Well they go about it right
The way I'm living
I ain't much on learning
It ain't easy picking
Your faithful servant
And every book I read
It ain't gonna come to life
But the things I see
Maybe read tonight
And I don't know what Moses meant
I don't know what Moses meant
He got the devine minds to understand
But I don't know what Moses meant
With your pointy eyes
They won't go away
Picture smiles, they sing it well
Stealing lines from other men
Making plans so I won't forget
Making plans so I won't forget
And them paper bag drawings
Weren't made for framing
And those two short stories
Weren't made for naming
But they run in streets
Up and down your face
And I can't read myself
Well I can't change
And I don't know what Moses meant
I don't know what Moses meant
He got the devine minds to understand
But I don't know what Moses meant
And you were right talking about it
But I was high and faking it
Making time with other men
Making plans so I won't forget
Making plans so I won't forget