| She got the brains, she got the looks
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| She knows all the right people, reads all the right books
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| She got my name, she got my number
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| But what she see’s in me, I sometimes wonder
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| She’s gonna change me if I let her
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| But I’m getting better
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| I’m just a guy, I’m just me
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| I’m happy with my feet upon the table in front of my TV
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| We’re worlds apart, we’re night and day
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| She’s dinner by candle light, I’m just a take-away
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| She’s gonna change me if I let her
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| But I’m getting better
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| She’s says, I do something to her
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| All her friends say, I’m a loser
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| She’s just a little too good for me
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| She’s gonna change me if I let her
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| But I’m getting better
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| She’s gonna change me if I let her
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| She’s a little too good for me
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| But I’m getting better
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| I’m getting better
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| Yes, I’m getting better |