Lyrics:

Kim and Julie:
You think you're a loser, baby
But you drive all the girls crazy
Your not a too screwed up punk
You're a total cali hunk
Your whole life is disenchanted
Take your looks from who will grant it
You still follow 'ol blues man
Your nothing like them friend
Your great, your cute, your smart, your nice
Lou, 29 Mark, 22
Hey boys, take my advice
Writing songs in your sleep
John, 29
Stop pretending you're a creep
Trent, 30
You say your head's like a hole
But your tune has so much soul
You brought about another tour
Don't forget your four by four
Can't buy your Miss Right
Many girls will spend the night
Stop thinkin' about the bitch who screwed ya
There's a million who would do ya
Your great, your cute, your smart, your nice
Beck, 24
Hey boys, take my advice
J, 29
You can play guitar like a dream
Page, 35
Perfect knack of all it seems (?)
Steve 29
Acting like a social retard
Can it really be that hard?
Shake their hands and smile
All willin' to bear your child
State of rock is pathetic
Your songs are prophetic
You're a 20th century poet
Come on boy, don't ya know it?