Good Looks

Can't get by on your good looks alone But it's good living 'till the looks are long gone It's good living for awhile Until your looks go out of style 'Cause you don't work a job And you don't wash your hair But all the people passing by stop in their tracks and stare Your beautiful you see, seen you in ID And they call it a catwalk, when you're walking down the street You can't get by on just your charm, forever Can't get by on those dumb jokes Yeah, even though they're clever Can't get by, no-no, there's a change in the weather Can't get by on this thing, forever, forever-ever And you might work a job And you might use your hands And you might have to wash the dishes Clean the pots and pans But it ain't all that bad, least not that bad to me 'Cause I got you right by my side and that's all I need to see Forget the photos in the mags And the dumb designer bags that don't impress me 'Cause I got a girl that's pretty cool And at home she makes the rules and I think that's sexy Fuck the photos in the mags And your affected cigarette drags that don't impress me The only reason I exist Is that this girl could flick her wrist and she could wreck me