Skin and bones, blood and teeth   Well this is essentially, who we are   Hair and clothes, the company we keep   Well this is regrettably, who we are to others      We're all the same, so show, routines   The tall good looking boy at the bar   Won't have to stumble too far to find someone   A new bird every night, he's still not satisfied      Thin skin, thick skulls and okward limbs   To one unique by fractions of an inch   And we're all ashamed of our vanity   As we should be, 'cause the devil's in the details      We're all the same, so show constrains and emotional cravings   You and me and him and her, and the prettiest girl at the party   Pities those girls who aren't so pretty, but dress nice   She'll go home alone by choice or choose one of the boys   To lay down with, if she's lonely, or horny, or human