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David wears all the fanciest clothing
He′s head to toe in jewelry and glowing
But he's not the one for you
Jimmy hangs with rich friends in high places
Spends time in Dubai and attends all the races
But he′s not the one for you
No, they're not the ones for you
Peter makes the best jokes of this century
And Jack has boutique and can fight any enemy
But they're not the ones for you
Joseph cooks every meal to perfection
And Steven has manners and a world-class attention
But they′re not the ones for you
No, they′re not the ones for you
A ticket to an island, we can be titans
Get away
A ticket to a fly-on, it can be Friday
Every day
Patrick's loyal, he will not betray you
And Carl is so handsome that he looks like a statue
But they′re not the ones for you
Richard's cultured and Harry is handy
And Nigel′s clever and he's not short of pennies
But they′re not the ones for you
No, they're not the ones for you
You may wear your heart on your sleeve
But you waste every chance to get out of this league
All your troubles at the door
They won't reach you anymore
As they slowly fade to gray
A ticket to an island, we can be titans
Get away
A ticket to a fly-on, it can be Friday
Every day
He′s head to toe in jewelry and glowing
But he's not the one for you
Jimmy hangs with rich friends in high places
Spends time in Dubai and attends all the races
But he′s not the one for you
No, they're not the ones for you
Peter makes the best jokes of this century
And Jack has boutique and can fight any enemy
But they're not the ones for you
Joseph cooks every meal to perfection
And Steven has manners and a world-class attention
But they′re not the ones for you
No, they′re not the ones for you
A ticket to an island, we can be titans
Get away
A ticket to a fly-on, it can be Friday
Every day
Patrick's loyal, he will not betray you
And Carl is so handsome that he looks like a statue
But they′re not the ones for you
Richard's cultured and Harry is handy
And Nigel′s clever and he's not short of pennies
But they′re not the ones for you
No, they're not the ones for you
You may wear your heart on your sleeve
But you waste every chance to get out of this league
All your troubles at the door
They won't reach you anymore
As they slowly fade to gray
A ticket to an island, we can be titans
Get away
A ticket to a fly-on, it can be Friday
Every day
Writer(s): Matthew James Lowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

