Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
  Because the posters on the wall they don't look like him at all
    So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin
  Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all
    He gets his courage from the can,
  It makes him feel like a man
  Because he's loving all the ladies
  But the ladies don't love him at all
    Cause when he's not drunk
  He's only stuck on himself
  And then he has the nerve
  To say he needs a decent girl
    Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else
  Because the body of the doll it don't look like hers at all
    So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and gives a grin
  Laughing at herself because she knows she ain't that at all
    All caught up in the trends
  Well the truth began to bend
  And the next thing you know man
  There just ain't no truth left at all
    Cause when the pretty girl walks
  She walks so proud
  And when the pretty girl laughs
  Oh man, she laughs so loud
    And if it ain't this then its that
  As a matter of fact
  She hasn't had a day to relax
  Since she has lost her ability to think clearly
    Well I'm an energetic hypothetic version of another person
  Check out my outsides there ain't nothing in here
    Well I'm a superficial, systematic, music television addict
  Check out my outsides there ain't nothing in
    Here comes another one, just like the other one
  Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
  Because the posters on the wall they don't look like a him
  And so he ties it up he tucks it in, he pulls it back and gives a grin
  Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all
  He knows he ain't loved at all