Ha! Just look at him.
Look at the way he's walking towards me
He think's he's Mister Perfect
He thinks I'm really mad about him
We went out yesterday
But I just couldn't talk to him
Oh he ain't got no style
Got nothing I can see
And when the week is over
I think he'll find it's gonna be
It's gonna be, it's gonna be
It's gonna be a long lonely weekend
He's always after me
Keeps calling on the phone
And after work each day
He wants to walk me home