For this one it's Jesus, for that one, hate For some it's a drink, for others it's H One draws a card, another rolls dice He's got his speedboat, she drips with ice For her it's him, for him it's speed Each is itching to sate a need She thinks she'll never be thin He's getting off at the gym This boy can't get enough That girl likes it real rough Some seek out a fight What I do is write I mark it down I question each Have you found What you seek? You try, And so Do I