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