You say don't look at me I say you don't look so good I went out in the cold To get a paper Pushing every button in the elevator And 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 them from you Always looking for a reason Looking for a cure What can I do I'm just so tired of the view And I wish the lights would dim Cause I can see what this is leading to And it looks real grim And I know I got my looks And you got yours I 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 on the street And I get em from you Always looking for a reason Looking for a cure What can I do