He's got no eyes for any other With gifts and flowers you he smothers Golly gee, what an N.U.T. The girls backstage don't get a looking He talks to you even when he's sleeping Golly gee, what an S.A.P. He don't think it's funny if he spends all his money on you He knows you're a cheat but he still thinks you're neat What can the poor boy do? Not a lot It's nothing new, it's just one way romance The poor boy didn't even stand a chance Golly gee, what an N.U.T. What an S.A.P. That boy is neat Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na
