Lookin' at himself

But wishing he was someone else

Because the posters on the wall

They don't look like him at all So he ties it up, he tucks it in

He pulls it back, and gives a grin

Laughin' at himself

Because he knows he ain't loved at all He gets his courage from the can

It makes him feel like a man

Because he lovin' all the ladies

But the ladies don't love him at all Cause when he's not drunk

He's only stuck on himself

And then he has the nerve

To say he needs a decent girl Lookin' at herself

But wishin' she was someone else

Because the body of the doll

It don't look like hers at all So she straps it on, she sucks it in

She throws it up, and gives a grin

Laughin' at herself

Because she knows she ain't that at all All caught up in the trends

Well, the truth began to bend

And the next thing you know, man

There just ain't no truth left at all 'Cause when the pretty girl walks

She walks so proud

And when the pretty girl laughs

Oh man, she laughs so loud And if it ain't this then its that

As a matter of fact

She hasn't had a day to relax

Since she has lost her ability to think clearly Well I'm an energetic, hypothetic

Version of another person

Check out my outsides

There ain't nothin' in here Well I'm a superficial, systematic

Music television addict

Check out my outsides

There ain't nothin' in Here comes another one

Just like the other

Lookin' at himself

But wishin' he was someone else

Because the posters on the wall

They don't look like him He ties it up, he tucks it in

He pulls it back, he gives a grin

Laughin' at himself

Because he knows he ain't loved at all

He knows he ain't loved at all