Ten pounds too much to the naked eye I don't take the bus because she drives Watermelon lipstick, and way too much She got buttermilk smile and a thorny touch Street smart, like a Courtney Love Can't get enough Hollywood stories of Anybody famous that can make her feel Like they're all kinda friends in a way No best friend, well one but she's crazy Grew up to end up a Professor of lazy The last of six kids that all left town Seems nobody ever wanted them around But she's cool like a soda can sittin' on ice Always orders sushi, only eats the rice Talks about J Lo like they're best of friends I think she loves me, but it all depends
Hey baby, I don't wanna be your Superman I just wanna be your man and I'll be super, baby You'll be standin' in the sun shine I'll be standin' right here in the rain You save me and I will save the day
I got a sweet gig rakin' in the cash with karaoke I get the crowd goin' when I sing the hokey pokey I shake it to the left and then I shake it to the right What's not to love, man I'm on tonight I got the LA stylie with the New York trim Keep my pants so low It's like I'm goin' for a swim I got the Coppertone tan, like in Mexico Well, not now but when I go, yea
I know you don't see me like a movie star And it can't help much that I don't have no car But you're my favorite thing, by far That's gotta count for something Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
