Well I have myself a girl, yeah
She was blonde with brown eyes
Well I have myself this girl right
She was blonde with brown eyes
I thought I was her only fellow
But she was kissing other guys
She said: "I'm no longer your main squeeze,
You don't have a proper job,
No, I'm no longer your main squeeze,
You don't wear suit and tie,
See I will be with them poor, poor girls now
You better grow to realize"
So I get myself a job now
With a fancy suit and tie
So I get myself a job right
Both with a fancy suit and tie
No more singing for this boy - hell no
I had?
So baby will you be my main squeeze?
You see, I got a proper job
Baby, will you be my main squeeze?
I got both fancy suit and tie
You will not be one of the poor, poor girls though
You see, we finally realized, I've realized!
I got a snack up through a window
I really had to hit the stage
When I got a snack up through a window
I really had to hit the stage
You see, that job was made for some other fellow
This one was made for scream on stage
And on the floor was this girl now
She had black hair with big, blue eyes
On the floor was this girl right
She had black hair with big, blue eyes
She was dancing to our "Steady" and the "Hell", man?
Will you be my main squeeze?
I like the way you spin around
Baby, will you be my main squeeze?
You never? mess around
She said "But I'm poor, poor girl"
Don't ever, ever realize? forever be my main squeeze
We sing along and dance around
She's? my main squeeze? dancing around
You can say, that we are poor, poor kids
But we'll never realize
You can say, that we are poor, poor kids
And? feel alive
C'mon, call us poor, poor kids
'Cause we will never realize