Bet he feels like an elephant
Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it
You know that you dreaming about being loved by him
Too bad your chances are slim
And it’s not like Mr. Shock
To get shy when I ask him if he's on top
There must be something deep down in the middle of down there
He’s not too easily scared
He’s got friends but you get the feeling
Wouldn't care too much if he just disappeared
Oh, look there he is now coming down the stairs
(Here he comes)
He pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac (yeah)
‘Cause he doesn’t like it looking like he looks back
He talks like his opinion is a simple fact
Somebody grabbed his collar
He cried the whole way home
He won’t remember a thing 'til it started again
That’s how it is 'til the end (yeah)
