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