Hey girl, do you see the thing I see? I'm linking to a line looking your eyes at me Dumpy young thing, just reach in for something to reach for Baby, you're beautiful, baby, you sweet whitey peach who*e There's a man Finger, fist; shaft to tip, mat to rug 'til you scream Horny young ape walking with not a stall as I sing No, I'm not the one I know that you're trippin' my way Bland and quite usual; swear it's a beautiful day (It is, it is)