Lyrics

Hey girls, look who's here Gods' gift just reappeared He swaggers through the door Weird hybrid, strangely strange Half buff & half a joke He never seems to change You laugh, then get bored He's so self assured But something undermines His too familiar air For all the charm & guile His soul is never there He don't have no time for me He don't want my sympathy So I just stand and watch His fruitless, doomed campaign With some degree of mirth And some dеgree of pain