Hey good lookin' guy, strutting down the city sidewalk
Heads turn as you walk by, giggles and whispers as the girls talk
Do you understand you're not a better man?
But you got something makes everyone a lot like you
And hey pretty little girl (Pretty little girl, pretty little girl), how's it feel when you discover all kinds of no good clowns (No good clowns) will do anything to be your lover?
You're no better than the plainest in the land
But you got something makes everyone a lot like you
I'll be glad with all I got
What I am, not who I'm not
Deep inside everyone's a lot like you
Hey tiny little bird (Tiny little bird), singing brightly from a tree
Before you fly away (Fly away), sing another song of love for me
You don't understand the great master plan
Well, neither do I and I feel a lot like you
