Poor & Sexy

I can't afford the fancy things
This dinner's two-for-one
The bottom shelf is all you get
And these drinks are on your tab

Hey Honey, I know you like the finer things
Fast cars, rock stars, and diamond rings
But it's time to change teams, because what I like to bring
Is an extra bus pass, with just enough cash to ride with me

The wheels on the bus go round-and-round
While our feelings of lust are pound-for-pound
Outweighing the balance in my bank account
But that goes without saying, I'm just glad we're hanging out

I... Love the way you rest your head on my shoulder
It's pretty amazing since I just ran out of deodorant
The love in the air overpowers the stench of my hair
You sit right there even though I'm worse for wear

You're in trouble now, the bus stops right in front of KFC
And I'm treating you to a Double-Down
Well only half actually
One chicken fillet for you and one for me

No, no time wasting as I peel off each piece of bacon
The combination of cheeses has our taste buds quaking
The only decision you'll be making before this delicious meal
Is Original Recipe or Grilled?

I, I... Fill you up right, don't I baby
I'm not uptight like those other guys baby
I know that you love me even though I'm not wealthy
Rich is the new ugly, poor is the new sexy!

I can't afford the fancy things
This dinner's two-for-one
The bottom shelf is all you get
And these drinks are on your tab

Barely five foot nine, skinny as a rail
Just as pale as a polar bear cub but cuddly as well
You can tell by my freckles
I'm part ginger with no soul and I'm often getting heckled

The bags under my eyes match my black, hooded sweatshirt
Got your heart beating so fast that I bet your chest hurts
Lets get to work. No, wait I'm unemployed
No wallet, just a coin purse and food stamps in these corduroys

I'm so much better than the next man
Still rocking a beeper because I can't afford a text plan
Approaching my mid-thirties, looking like a twelve year old
Shoulder width of a woman, Vanity Fair's new centerfold

This sunken in look makes me your main hottie
Same demeanor, same body as Renton from Trainspotting
I know you love me, even though I'm not healthy
Buff is the new ugly, skinny's the new sexy!

I can't afford the fancy things
This dinner's two-for-one
The bottom shelf is all you get
And these drinks are on your tab



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Drew, Tim Stiles
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