She needs love, like it's goin' outta style Sits down and cries about it, once in a while Cause that, wakes me up sometimes, at 4am Sayin' Rock me baby, rock me baby, Aw hunny, roll me again (Yeah) but my baby's miles, and miles and miles and miles from boredom (Yeah) she keeps me miles and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom Yes she does She spends all my money, with her high class taste And you ain't got a chance, if you ain't got it to waste First, she sees it, she wants it,then gives it away She up and changes her mind,10 times a day (Yeah) But she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom Cause my baby's miles, and miles, and miles and miles from boredom Yes she is (I'll say) Miles and Miles and Miles and miles She likes hot cars, she likes my fame Take me for a ride, that's the name of the game Yeah, but I wouldn't have it, any other way It's like havin' a different ch-ch-ch-ch every day Yeah cause she's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom (yeah) Now my baby's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom Ah, and she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom (Yeah) Miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom When yer sick of that, same old face Doin' it, the same old ways Look at her, look at her, day after day Ah yeah