6'1" — Liz Phair

I bet you fall in bed too easily With the beautiful girls who are shyly brave And you sell yourself as a man to save But all the money in the world is not enough

I bet you've long since passed understanding What it takes to be satisfied You're like a vine that keeps climbing higher But all the money in the world is not enough And all the bridges blown away keep floating up

It's cold And rough

And I kept standing six-feet-one Instead of five-feet-two And I loved my life And I hated you

(yeah)

It's cold out there And rough

And I kept standing six-feet-one Instead of five-feet-two And I loved my life And I hated you