You're a knife to his gun When you're bored he's out having fun Oh, he's something to look up He's a star, his struggle will do Name who you are, so come on Come on, you wanna get up And it's you, only you You're a keeper, he's a getter Just a little bit better than you He's a doctor, you're a nurse He's got hand valves, chicks You got an empty purse He's a hundred and ten with You got a hunch, a five-star king And you're out to lunch, so come on Come on, you wanna get up And it's you, only you You're a keeper, he's a getter Just a little bit better than you You're a keeper, he's a getter Just a little bit better than you He's bought the trophies, you're the one He's a royal descent, you're a bona fide run Behold the dawn of your humiliation While you're painted pink He cranks rails to a station, come on Come on, you wanna get up And it's you, only you You're a keeper, he's a getter Just a little bit better than you