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