Other Guy's Girls Songtext

Other guy's girls always look so happy Other guy's girls look satisfied I see them smiling, I see them laughing Other guy's girls make me wanna cry Other guy's girls never have a problem Other guy's girls look so serene I see them walkiing down the street like they're in heaven Other guy's girls make me wanna scream Is it you? Is it me? Is it just that we're just not meant to be? I can't live without this, can't live with this There must be an answer, but I don't know what it is... Other guy's girls got some kind of secret I see it on their faces as they pass me by Come on, you can tell me, honey, I know how to keep it But other guy's girls just don't have the time And other guys girls never have to ask themselves Why, why, why do I put up with this? I guess I must be into challenges, or secretly I wanna be in a soap opera, I don't know, there must be something in one of those books about people like us Is it you? Is it me? Is it us? Come, on, tell me -- Are we on different planets? Are we on LSD? Is love a federal prison? Is love an institution? There must be a solution but I don't know what it is..... I see 'em on the street, see 'em in the park, See 'em promenading in the shopping malls, A little too neat, a little too sparky, They look like a squadron of Barbie dolls, those Other guys' girls Other guy's girls, they're practically ecstatic Other guy's girls, yeah, they look so cute Other guy's girls always smilin', always laughin' Other guy's girls make me wanna puke