Puzzled lips dipped in wine
Out to get this heart of mine
Candy kisses don't mean a thing

If only lies those kisses bring

Platinum hair, black at the roots

Short, short skirts and dirty boots
Have an act and that's surely a fact
To try to make my poor heart cry


[chorus]
Why pick on me

Why pick on me
Do you get your kicks when you see men cry
Why pick on me, yeah

Why pick on me
Is this the way i'll have to get your heart


If you choose to play the field
Then you choose to know how it feels
When somebody messes you up

When he thinks that you've had enough

[repeat chorus]


Long hair up against my skin
But never once have you given in

To any one of my wants or needs
No matter how my poor heart bleeds


[repeat chorus]

Does it feel good

Why pick on me, baby
Why pick on me
Do you get your kicks when you see me cry

Why pick on me, baby
Why pick on me
Do you get your kicks when you see me cry