I'm a beautiful guy And you have just walked by And I have gave you the eye But you pretend to be shy But I'm a beautiful guy (You know what I mean? You know whatI mean?) So I want to know why, why, why You make me cry, cry, cry 'Cause you wanna try, try, try Some stupid game on me They're drinking lighter They're full of water I hear them say: "Let's jog... '' They're playing tennis Their butts are tighter What could be whiter? Hey? Your atheletic approach has a lot of appeal The girl is responding to your little deal She's modern 'n empty 'n totally vain But beauty, of course, can feel no pain