You Don't Love Me Yet

Anything you do with a telephone

I can do with a piece of string

I never try to call you cause you're always at home

You're just waiting for the phone to ring

I could be your object, baby

You could be my thing

But you don't love me yet

You don't love me yet

I'm handsome and I'm clever and I play the clarinet

But you don't love me yet

You don't love me yet

Anything you do with superglue

I can do with a rubber band

You'll shoot it at my eye and then I'll die

Yeah I know you've got it planned

Then you could throw me in a ditch

And cover me with sand

But you don't love me yet

You don't love me yet

You could be my Romeo and I your Juliet

But you don't love me yet

You don't love me yet

I've got references

I've got references

I've got references

I know several women who would tell you under oath

That men are good for just two things and I excel at both

Yeah you're lucky that I'm single, better catch me while you can

If you wait too long then I'll have taken someone else's hand

They're lining up behind you now and everyone's a fan

Anything you do with a rolodex

I can do with an index card

I'm writing down the things that you're gonna do next

No it isn't very hard

You could cover me with leaves

And burn me in your yard

But you don't love me yet

You don't love me yet

I could be your Mickey Mouse and you'd be my Annette

I played Bjorn Borg at tennis and I won most every set

I look like Charles Lindbergh and I'd like to fly a jet

I'm very fond of animals although I'm not a vet

I know your brain is saying da but your heart still says nyet

Cause you don't love me yet

You don't love me yet

(Other lines that sometimes sneak in there:

I could be your Montague and you my Capulet

I'm the biggest thing in music since Alanis Morissette)