I'm a Beautiful Guy

I'm a beautiful guy

And you have just walked by

And I have gave you the eye

But you pretend to be shy

But I'm a beautiful guy

(You know what I mean? You know what I mean?)

So I want you to know why, why, why

You make me cry, cry, cry

'Cause you wanna try, try, try

Some stupid game on me

They're drinking lighter

They're full of water

I hear them say:

"Let's jog..."

They're playing tennis

They're butts are tighter

What could be whiter?

Hey?

Your athletic approach has a lot of appeal

The girl is responding to your little deal

She's modern 'n empty 'n totally vain

But beauty, of course, can feel no pain