I’ve got this friend of mine who wrote the book on pick-up lines
he always gets the kinds of girls I’ll never have
he’s got the charm; he’s got the tools…I wish that I could be that cool
and I’ll sure give him props ‘cause he tells me that “I’m the man”.
and I’ll say, “Hey, Dave…how do you do it”
and maybe I’d do better if I had an Abercrombie sweater
or sported bright orange shoes and sold a lot of ham
but I’m just me and that just sucks, ‘cause being me’s not good enough
I wish I knew his secret ‘cause I tell you “he’s the man”
and I’ll say, “Hey, Dave…how do you do it”