Garinas...

Qualquer semelhança entre o pragmatismo dos homens e as indefinições das mulheres exibido em horário nobre na SIC, e a vida real é pura coincidência, certo? 

Não faltam por aí, seguramente, pessoas mais conhecedoras do que eu do insondável universo feminino para poder dar uma opinião mais avalizada que a minha. 

Contudo, e para finalizar, apetecia-me apenas perguntar: 
Mas afinal, o que é que elas querem?? 

If I say I don't need anyone
I can say these things to you
'cause
I can turn on anyone
Just like I've turned on you
I've got a tongue like a razor
A sweet switchblade knife
And I can do you favors
But then you'll do whatever I like

Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene

I've seen everything imaginable
Pass before these eyes
I've had everything that's tangible
Honey you'd be surprised
I'm a sexual innuendo
In this burned out paradise
If you turn me on to anything
You better turn me on tonight

Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene

I see you standing
Standing on your own
It's such a lonely place for you
For you to be
If you need a shoulder
Or if you need a friend
I'll be here standing
Until the bitter end
No one needs the sorrow
No one needs the pain
I hate to see you
Walking out there
Out in the rain
So don't chastise me
Or think I, I mean you harm
Or those that take you
Leave you strung out
Much too far
Baby, yeah

Don't ever leave me
Say you'll always be there
All I ever wanted
Was for you
To know that I care