Hey good lookin' guy, strutting down the city sidewalk Heads turn as you walk by, giggles and whispers as the girls talk Do you understand you're not a better man? But you got something makes everyone a lot like you And hey pretty little girl (Pretty little girl, pretty little girl) How's it feel when you discover all kinds of no good clowns (No good clowns) will do anything to be your lover? You're no better than the plainest in the land But you got something makes everyone a lot like you I'll be glad with all I got What I am, not who I'm not Deep inside everyone's a lot like you Hey tiny little bird (Tiny little bird), singing brightly from a tree Before you fly away (Fly away), sing another song of love for me You don't understand the great master plan Well, neither do I and I feel a lot like you A lot like you