You say you don't look at me I say you don't look so good. I went out in the cold to buy a paper Pushing every button in the elevator. But I know I got my looks And you got yours. Must have learned them From a million stars. Oh looks, Oh man. Oh looks, Oh man. I get 'em on the bus And I get 'em on the streets And I get 'em from you. Always looking for a reason Looking for a cure. What can i do? I'm just so tired of you. And I wish the lights would dim 'Cause I can see what this is leading to And it looks real grim. But I know I got my looks And you got yours. Guess you just weren't What I was looking for. Oh looks, Oh man. Oh looks, Oh man I get 'em on the bus And i get 'em on the street And I get 'em from you. Always looking for a reason Looking for a cure. What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? What can I do?