Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha?
Don't cha?

After giving it some serious thought, I must say I agree with your lyric wholeheartedly. I wish someday I can live the dream you so eloquently map out in your ditty. That wonderful dreamy day when I walk down the aisle and be Mr. Feverish Lobsterboy.

Can I be their wardrobe consultant?

Is this so they can get rid of the tranny?

Do Not Want!

I had thought it was unpossible for me to
be utterly disinterested in gyrating half-dressed
women.

Then along came the Pussycat Dolls and the WWE's
Diva Search.

Now I believe in the unpossible.