I'm not playing this game no more
I'm not a medicine, so call the medics
You're all as dumb as you were before

Don't ask me questions
I won't explain it
It should be fun, but it's getting old

I take my medicine to be your favorite man

You think you understand but you don't

You've got no idea at all
And in between the sentence
There's still $$#emblance

Intelligently screwed

Oh yeah, it's all right

'Cause I got a pretty face
I guess that I can sing all right
Oh yeah, it's all right

I can love you like a sailor
I can make you dance all night


Maybe you'll understand when I'm gone
That you had no idea at all
That in this very second

I'll never mention the dreams I keep from you

Oh yeah, it's all right

'Cause I got a pretty face
I guess that I can sing all right
Oh yeah, it's all right

I can love you like a sailor
I can make you dance all night
Oh yeah, it's all right

'Cause I got a pretty face
I guess that I can sing all right
I can be your favorite man


Don't mean to sound like a rotten boy
For all my blessings, I'm surely grateful

'Cause I'm the dream you've been waiting for
I always dreamt that I would be your favorite


Oh yeah, it's all right
'Cause I got a pretty face
I guess that I can sing all right

Oh yeah, it's all right
I can love you like a sailor
I can make you dance all night

Oh yeah, it's all right
I got a pretty face
I guess that I can sing all right

I can be your favorite man