Charlie Says

Tortilla chips Are on my lips And no one's pressed Against my hips Bad beat poet late at night The city gets bright I can't see The neon lights don't work on me I am no watcher in the fight Charlie says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and No one is really beautiful They're all just mediocre men of the hour If sex was love I'd be so set I'd know the most that we could get I never had the tits and ass To go and take a master class Charlie says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and No one is really beautiful They're all just mediocre men of the hour Mediocre models of the hour Mediocre men Mediocre men You take me places and you make cool faces when our sex erases the lonely past and You found me when I was first and ten against eleven men who could kick my ass But anyway, it's probably gonna pass I do not know but it's been said The hero hogan was found dead With something wrapped around his head The price he paid was more than bread Charlie's says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and No one is really beautiful No one is really beautiful No one is really beautiful They're all just mediocre men of the hour They're all just mediocre jokers of the hour If what you're looking for is an action star I'm a superstar stud with a formula car And cleft in my chin and a facial scar, movin' hard If a squeaky wheel gets the grease I'm a road hog harley on my hands and my knees I'm begging for your love please No one is really beautiful No one is really beautiful No one is really beautiful No one is really beautiful No one is really beautiful They're all just mediocre men of the hour Mediocre men of the hour Mediocre models of the hour