Look at you
Your eyes are perfect blue
Look at me
I'm no good for you
I can't compete with sports-cars and shoes
I just wanna be somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Look at him
On the cover of a magazine
Look at you
You're perfectly in tune
Look at you
My mother would approve
Look at me
I'll take care of you
I can't compete with sports-cars and shoes
I know I can be somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
Somebody to you
