Good Looks

Can’t get by on your good looks alone

But it’s good living till the looks are long gone

It’s good living for a while

Until your looks go out of style

'Cause you don’t work a job

And you don’t wash your hair

But all the people passing by stop in their tracks and stare

You're beautiful you see, seen you in I-D

And they call it a catwalk, when you’re walking down the street

Can’t get by on just your charm, forever

Can’t get by on those dumb jokes

Yeah, even though they’re clever

Can’t get by, no no, there’s a change in the weather

Can’t get by on this thing, forever, forever ever

And you might work a job

And you might use your hands

And you might have to wash the dishes

Clean the pots and pans

But it ain’t all that bad, least not that bad to me

'Cause I got you right by my side and that’s all I need to see

Forget the photos in the mags

And the dumb designer rags that don’t impress me

'Cause I got a girl that’s pretty cool

And at home she makes the rules and I think that’s sexy

Fuck the photos in the mags

And your affected cigarette drags that don’t impress me

The only reason I exist

Is that this girl could flick her wrist and she could wreck me