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
Hey baby, I don?t wanna be your Superman
I just wanna be your man and I?ll be super, baby
And I can give you what you already gave me
A little bit of yourself to amaze me
You save me and I will save the day