She dont like to hear me sing
She dont want no diamond ring
She dont want to drive my car
She wont let me go that far
She dont like the way I look
She dont like the things I cook
She dont like the way I play
She dont like the things I say
But oh the games we play
Shes too good for me
Shes too good for me

She dont like the jokes I make
She dont like the drugs I take
She dont like the friends I got
She dont like my friends a lot
She dont like the clothes I wear
She dont like the way I stare
She dont like the tales I tell
She dont like the way I smell
But oh the game we play
Shes too good for me
Shes too good for me

Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do
Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two
I could distort myself to be the perfect man
She might prefer me as I am

She dont want to meet my folks
She dont want to hear my jokes
She dont want to fix my tie
She dont even want to try
She dont like the books I read
She dont like the way I feed
She dont want to save my life
She dont want to be my wife
But oh the games we play
Shes too good for me
Shes too good for me