What a Girl Wants, What a Girl Needs

I don’t get it. They confuse me. The psych of a woman. Her needs, her wants, her desire. One day she’s happy, content and in bliss. Then the next, she’s a blazing wild fire. My questions: Chocolate or ice cream? What’s her likes in food? And what does she want in a date? But then, just as importantly, what does she dislike, What does she actually hate? I bet she hates unemotional men, Men that think love’s a violent war movie. I bet she hates the guys that love footy, That think horse racing is natural beauty. At the bar does she like her vodkas for shots, Then at home her coffee or tea? Does she like not being judged on her choices in books? Does she want a man whose a bit more carefree? I guess, in a man, she wants ambition. She wants optimistic, funny and smart. She probably wants a conversational guy, That’s well groomed with a passionate heart. Does she want a man whose sharing and caring, Who understands how to hug, kiss and hold? At the end of the day, I think she wants a beautiful relationship, With a ring that’s made out of gold.