If he had a room, he'd paint it white Avoids the day, prefers the night Build sight Got a head for figures No time for bickerers, or so he says Prefers the company of a woman One, two, three, four Finds it more physical That's the important word Always seen first then heard Such a rare bird With praise, he glows With change, he grows Finds that important, hates waiting It's not stimulating, likes celebrating I can't understand why that is so funny That is s**