I’m not sexy, but I really want to be I hear that’s normal for my demographic I don’t look good in skirts, and even wedges hurt my feet And I can’t keep a straight face and say ‘orgasmic’
Oh, I’m not hip, but I really want to be All the bands I like you’ve heard of, and I watch too much TV And I’m not cute, and I think too much to be sweet And not enough to get a real job or converse insightfully – This is the part where you politely disagree.
My virtues are too dull to entertain, but you can always count on me.
A nicely balanced budget’s not so thrilling, and courtesy’s outdated, and... and sobriety is lame Reliability is not appealing But I don’t know any other way to be I love people and I want them to love me
My virtues are vanilla at best, but you can always call on…
I’ll sing for you, I’ll sing for you I’ll be the first one by your side And the last one to leave I’ll give you everything I’ve got, I’ll get you anything you need I’m not much to entertain, But you can always call on me
I’m sorry I’m not meaner I’m sorry I don’t bite I’m sorry I don’t break as many hearts as you might like I’m not hip or cute or spontaneous, And I know I’m such a fool, But I’ll love you real good if you’ll let me make a dumb mistake or two.
I’m not sexy, but I’ll love you if you let me…
My baby took me out one Saturday night, and I could tell he could tell I’m a square. I asked him, ‘baby, where are we goin’?’ and he said, ‘apparently nowhere.’ He said-a ‘you don’t bark and you don’t bite, so what use have I got for you?’ I said, ‘my crimes may not be half so entertaining as yours, but let me tell you baby what I can do…
I’ll sing for you, I’ll sing for you I’ll be the first one by your side And the last one to leave I’ll give you everything I’ve got, I’ll get you anything you need I’m not much to entertain, But you can always call on me
I’ll sing for you, I’ll sing for you I’ll be the first one by your side And the last one to leave I’ll give you everything I’ve got, I’ll get you anything you need I’m not much to entertain, But you can always call on me
Just call me.
Not sexy, no, not sweet, but I’ll sing for you if you want me to… Not hip, not cute, not sweet, not even solvent baby But I love you, oh I love you, I love you, I love you baby