Lyrics: Tragically Hip. Flamenco.

Does it diminish your
Super-capacity to love?
Does it diminish your
Super-capacity to love?

Walk like a matador
Don't be chicken-shit
And turn breezes into rivulets

Flamenco-sweep the air
And weave the sun
Stamp your feet for everyone

Does it exhibit your
Natural tendency to hate?
Does it exhibit your
Natural tendency to hate?

Maybe a prostitute
Could teach you
How to take a compliment

Maybe I'll go to New York
I'll drag you there
You said, "No one drags me anywhere"

Does it diminish your
Super-capacity to love?
Does it diminish your
Super-capacity to love?

To love
To love
To love