mr fauxbody

derrick picks his girls
like other people pickup trash
he's not too good for pity
but he's well above his cash

he wants to be subjugated
by a mophead in a dress
meanwhile my bedroom wall is thumping
but i'm not in distress

i knew she didn't want me
can't ever be happy
at least not if i am
to have it my way

i'll never be the man picking up
someone elses groupies
at the end of the night
we're all a bit horny

i don't want to be picked up
and put down by a fantasy
you've got a nice plan there girl
and there's not enough room for me

imagine his weak body has
all of my muscles
and his softened face has
my deep brown eyes

imagine that what you want
is right here before you
meanwhile i'm working
on a song that won't get me laid

posters of him are in everyone's bedroom
you laugh that you love him
but you're with me for age
all the while using me in your bedroom
you say that you love me
as i will tremble with rage