Official Suburbian Superman

Give me the man who ain't like no other man

Gives lovin' freely

Official Suburbian Superman

No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair

No moody Judy

Vacuum cleaner salesman of the year

Acts like Mr. Snow White with all his seven dwarves

And the streets they're lined with lamplights

And there's one for every door

The gates ain't even pad locked

And the windows are open wide

And the drapes...they're pulled completely

For what the have to hide

Keeper of the castle don't know what's been goin' on

The lock on lady Love-Life

Don't appear to be so very strong

Well, ladies if you look you'd better leave that door ajar

Wham, bam and thank you

The Official Suburbian Superman