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 t^^&$#* 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