All the girls, they love you, All the girls look fine, it’s true. Oh man, how lucky you are, There’s no one quite like you. Why do girls ignore me, Walk by and never see me? While you — every day it seems — They chase you in their dreams. There’s nothing you have I don’t, But still, their hearts you own. One glance, and they’re falling through — What’s that magic thing you do? All the girls, they love you, All the girls look fine, it’s true. Oh man, how lucky you are, There’s no one quite like you. Maybe it’s how you’re smiling, Or that calm, cool way of styling. While girls call out your name, You play it like a game. Maybe it’s your easy charm, You never mean them harm. But tell me, man, just why — They’re lost when you walk by? All the girls, they love you, All the girls look fine, it’s true. Oh man, how lucky you are, There’s no one quite like you.