Woody

He knows them all Just makes a phone call All the girls per dial He only likes some far away She has it all Head's bright and tall Only the looks and style Confuses asking for a while She's got all the things to stay You keep on walking away Boy, you're dancing all alone Blinded to see the forest for the trees Disguised you're living in the show Money will buy you the glitter on the phone You feel on top To award it Can't stop Crouded in your eyes Maintain people passing by He walks alone Has lost his phone All he had is try As the stranger is passing by She had all the things to stay You keep on walking away Boy, you're dancing all alone Blinded to see the forest for the trees Disguised you're living in the show Money will buy you the glitter on the phone