Gotham City Guys

Oh great, more singin', right on time
Listen, Bruce
Who's Bruce? (Whoo)
It's nothin' personal (Whoa)
It's just

I've dated men like you before
And you're just not my type (My type?)
Never around during the day
Only come out at night (That's right)
Emotionally wounded
Dark and brooding all the time (Boo hoo)
Hangin' around with clowns
I don't need that in my life
I ain't Selina Kyle, I ain't no Vicky Vale
I was never into you even
When you were Christian Bale
I'm more of a Keaton guy myself
Oh, I loved him as Beetlejuice

I'm just not into Gotham City guys
Well, yeah, we're flawed
But that's what makes us so relatable
I'm just not into guys who can't fly
I can fly
The Batwing can fly
Rich boys with gadgets are not my type
What is your type?
Kryptonian men are my kryp-tonite
Gross!
I'm just not into Gotham City guys

So what? You're not into me
I don't care. But like, listen up
You're clearly (Whoo) just confused
Gotham dudes are the best
We have deep manly (Whoo) voices
And insanely ripped pecs (Hey)
We're Affleck-level hot (Whoo)
And we're Oprah-level rich (Whoo)
With George Clooney-level
Charm and Val Kilmer lips
We worked for our powers (Whoo)
Cause we're self-made men
We didn't just get them from the sun
Like an entitled alien

Go on one date with me
And you'll change your mind
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I'm just not into Gotham City guys
Gimme a chance
No thank you, hard pass
I'm just not into guys who don't wear tights
I used to wear tights, ask Adam West
I'm lookin' for a husband
Someone to share my crown
And Gotham men are playboys
Who would never settle down
Unlike other superheroes
Who are strong and not afraid
Of commitment and relationships
I won't name any names

But I'll leave you a hint
He's made of steel
And wears a red cape