Lyrics: Liz Phair. Hello, Sailor.

Hello, sailor, buy you a drink?
Hello, sailor, tell me what do you think?
How was the big beach, how was the sand?
Did you fly an aeroplane, did you get a tan?
How does it feel to be back on American soil, hearing no blood for oil?

Hello, sailor, tell me what do you think?
Hello, sailor, will we get him next week?
How does it feel to be hated and loved back home?
I'm telling you, you should have known

That I'm a little despot, short and stout
Here is my handgun, here is my crowd control
When you tick me off then the bullets fly out
Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit
Free love is a whole lot of bullshit

Hello, sailor
Hello, sailor, buy you a smoke?
Hello, sailor, can I tell you a joke?
Knock knock, who's there?
No, I'm just happy to see you
It'll be a hundred if you come

Hello, sailor, tell me how does it feel
Hello, sailor, to be fighting for real?
Sailor, they got you coming and going
Sailor, look out 'cause your pussy is showing
How does it feel to be back on American soil, hearing no blood for oil?

I'm a little prostitute, I put out and sell
Here come the market monkeys with their little fontainelles
When they tip me over, they better tip me well
Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit
Free love is a whole lot of bullshit

Hello, sailor, buy you a fuck?
Hello, sailor, you had much more than luck
You had the US of army on your side
And that red, white, and pride

Hello, sailor, I mean women and men
Hello, sailor, you gonna be up for it again?
How does it feel to make shooting stars in the sky?
Was it a rush to almost die?

Hello, sailor
I said, "Hello, sailor."
How does it feel to be back on American soil, hearing no blood for oil?

I'm a little liberal, I'm stupid in doubt
Here is my platform, here is my holy roller
When you snow me under, I rock and roll you out
Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit
Free love is a whole lot of bullshit