Lyrics Teddy The Dink - Martha and the Muffins

Teddy The Dink

Got a job in a bank sittin' at a desk
Smirkin' at him all the intellects go by
«Little bank boy on the make», they laugh
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Can’t they see?
He’ll never be what they wanted hie to be
Week nights home alone in a bachelor pad
Tryin' to make the station break on TV
Strappin' dudes in Jockey shorts with six-foot frames
Tryin' to sell him cologne at a new low price
Can’t they see?
He’ll never be what they wanted him to be
He’s Teddy the Dink
Livin' on the brink
Money in his pocket
He’ll buy you a drink
He’s got his little woman
But she cannot see
He’ll never be what she wanted him to be
Teddy the Dink
Headin' out on Friday night to dance a while
Wearin' spiff shoes and a leisure suit
Tryin' to get the courage to ask this chick to dance
She sees he’s on the make and looks the other way
Can’t she see?
He’ll never be what she wanted him to be