Well, it may sound stupid when I say it out loud Like I'm just jealous of his silver cloud He's crazy as hell, he drinks diet Coke He gets his NME's sent by air not boat I wish I was him He gets the girls at his feet With all his cool friends He gets his records for free I wish I was him He has no enemies I wish I was him Well, he's got six different flannel shirts Airwalks not thongs He even understands the words to Pavement songs He's got his little fan club and his guitar toys He loves Smudge and the Beastie Boys I wish I was him He gets the girls at his feet With all his cool friends He gets his records for free I wish I was him He has no enemies I wish I was him Well, I feel much better now I've let it all out 'Cause he's got big biceps and a masculine shout I don't want to sound like I'm being mean But he plays guitar much faster than me I wish I was him He gets the girls at his feet With all his cool friends He gets his records for free I wish I was him He has no enemies I wish I was him [Spoken: Y'know he even knows the guys from Dinosaur Jr. And he played on the first Blake Babies Album, how awesome And you know that black stripey shirt he's got? Well, I've got the same one, except it's red, but it's the same, y'know what I mean] I wish I was him He gets the girls at his feet With all his cool friends He gets his records for free I wish I was him He has no enemies I wish I was him I wish I was him