Without your glasses, you just plain can't seeYour favorite color, for the most part, is greenYou're close to your grandma on your mother's sideYou can count up on one hand the times you have liedYou won't eat a tomato on a double dog dayYou don't think you're a beauty, but you do like your hairYou're complex and tricky, yet some ways you're niceYou're up some, you're down some, you're cold and you're hotAnd who's gonna end up holding your hand?A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?And there's no doubt they will love you, but it's yet to be seenWellWill anyone ever know you like me?Will anyone ever know you like me?You like planting flowers, that's heaven to youCrack open a beer when you're planting is throughYou'll paint all your toenails if you have the timeWhile listening to Willie Dillon in prideWho's gonna end up holding your hand?A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?And there's no doubt they will love you, but it's yet to be seenI love you, but it's yet to be seenWill anyone ever know you like me?You'd rather make out than make love all nightYou like if your bath is too hotYour closet is cluttered with dress pants and Levi'sThat you wish you'd never boughtWho's gonna end up holding your hand?A beautiful woman or a tall handsome manThere's no doubt they will love youBut it's yet to be seenWill anyone ever know you like me?Will anyone ever know you like me?