Charlie Says

Tortilla chips

Are on my lips

And no one's pressed

Against my hips

Bad beat poet late at night

The city gets bright I can't see

The neon lights don't work on me

I am no watcher in the fight

Charlie says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and

No one is really beautiful

They're all just mediocre men of the hour

If sex was love I'd be so set

I'd know the most that we could get

I never had the tits and ass

To go and take a master class

Charlie says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and

No one is really beautiful

They're all just mediocre men of the hour

Mediocre models of the hour

Mediocre men

Mediocre men

You take me places and you make cool faces when our sex erases the lonely past and

You found me when I was first and ten against eleven men who could kick my ass

But anyway, it's probably gonna pass

I do not know but it's been said

The hero hogan was found dead

With something wrapped around his head

The price he paid was more than bread

Charlie's says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and

No one is really beautiful

No one is really beautiful

No one is really beautiful

They're all just mediocre men of the hour

They're all just mediocre jokers of the hour

If what you're looking for is an action star

I'm a superstar stud with a formula car

And cleft in my chin and a facial scar, movin' hard

If a squeaky wheel gets the grease

I'm a road hog harley on my hands and my knees

I'm begging for your love please

No one is really beautiful

No one is really beautiful

No one is really beautiful

No one is really beautiful

No one is really beautiful

They're all just mediocre men of the hour

Mediocre men of the hour

Mediocre models of the hour