Lyrics:

I earned my reputation
Then, when it was expected
Now, there's a new equation
Who wouldn't feel dejected
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
Well, happy happy birthday
You'll get what you had wished for
Art, talk and contemplation
Someone who is an eyesore
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine

More than a sex machine

More than a sex machine
Oh, what a time
That's what you said
You never asked
Are you well-read
You never sought a sensitive side
All that you said was, 'ride, baby, ride.'
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine

I may not be poetic

Still phony rhymes with phony
I may be too athletic
Too healthy and too tony
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
How should I look
What should I say
How should I move
What sense is conveyed
I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine