Mine

(Speaking into his mirror) Hello you
(Speaking into his mirror) Hello you.

Your flashing wit
Your flashing eyes
Your brilliant brain
Your brutal thighs.

These are the tools you've got at your command.

To make her mine
To keep her mine
To make her mine
Your crooked smile.

Your inner fire
That spells romance
That sparks desire
Cuddly, crunchy.

You've got what the ladies cry for
Crafty, cunning
You are what they'd gladly die for
Talent, genius
You're the stuff that dreams are made of
He-man, lover.

What have you to be afraid of?
What have you to be afraid of?
You're almost perfect but one thing is true
You need her desparately, but she does not need you.

She runs the show
She runs the show
She leads the band
She leads the band
The royal flush
The royal flush
Is in her hand
Is in her hand.

Face it old boy
You can't afford to fail
Must not fail
dare not fail
will not fail.

So flash that smile
And flash those eyes
And use that brain
And use those thighs.

Hey team, yay team
Break right through the line!
There is no stronger challenge than
An independent woman…
You can do it, you can do it.

Got to keep her
Got to make her.

Mine!
Mine!
All mine!