All the girls you've got lined up for you think they're number one, You're never on the up-and-up and always lying to everyone, Your little black book overflows with slain and
broken hearts. You're just a Romeo, you're just a playa. You cheat, you lie, you play around in fun as if it's all a game, You're shallow empty lost inside, for you there won't be any shame. The queue outside ...