"Listen To The Man" I feel your head resting heavy on your single bed I want to hear all about it Get it all of your chest, oh I feel the tears and you’re not alone, oh When I hold you, well I won’t let go, oh Why should we care for what they’re selling us anyway? We’re so young, girl, and you know, whoa You don’t have to be there, babe You don’t have to be scared, babe You don’t need a plan of what you wanna do Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you Your world keeps spinning and you can’t jump off But I will catch you if you fall I can’t tell you enough I hate to hear that you’re feeling low I hate to hear that you won’t come home Why should we care for what they’re selling us anyway? We’re so young, girl, and you know, whoa You don’t have to be there, babe You don’t have to be scared, babe You don’t need a plan of what you wanna do Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, easy and a one, two, three, oh Easy, breezy if you come with me, oh Easy, easy and a one, two, three, four, five, six, seven eight, nine, nine, nine, nine. You don’t have to be there, babe You don’t have to be scared, babe You don’t need a plan of what you wanna do Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you, whoa. You don’t have to be there, babe You don’t have to be scared, babe You don’t need a plan of what you wanna do Won’t you listen to the man that’s loving you, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa