She's looking at me
(oh no she's not)

Look at those sulky eyes
Drilling into me
I smell the hunger
And can touch the chemistry
She doesn't deal in three
So step aside and let me be

she's looking at me
(oh no she's not)

She don't like her men
Stubby, short and wide
You hardly touch the ground
But me I got stride
She's heading straight for me
So step aside and let her be

she's looking at me
(oh no she's not)

She doesn't want an
Overeducated guy
She needs a working man
Quick to recognize
A woman's every need
So step aside and let me be

she's looking at me
(oh no she's not)

(wait a minute)
You're too lean
(wait a minute)
Lean's my scene
(wait a minute)
You're too tall
(wait a minute)
I got it all

she's looking at me
(oh no she's not)

Remember this my friend
The better man'll win
You should've thought of that
Back when you were thin
That doesn't bother me
I know she needs a chunky machine

she's looking at me
(oh no she's not)

From "Music for the Hard of Thinking"