Preppy Boy

He wore cuff khakis crispy clean Brown top-siders and he doesn't use sunscreen Navy blue polo shirt While you chasing that girl in a way-up skirt I see you out there playing the Lacross, I I know you wanna be the boss, and As far as I'm concerned you can, but You know, she'll never understand Come on now, preppy boy If you've got an opening, then I'm unemployed So sick and tired of waiting in line Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time He wore candy stripe button down He's got razor-white teeth, they sparkle like a crown He's got collagen in his hair for the sun, of course I gave him my number so that after the divorce He could call me up if he wants to chat You know I waited so long, now I'm up to bat He's no Threat Williams, but neither am I It might be wishful thinkin', but you got to try, now Come on now, preppy boy If you've got an opening, then I'm unemployed So sick and tired of waiting in line Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Come on now, preppy boy If you've got an opening, then I'm unemployed So sick and tired of waiting in line Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time Call me up if you're down, and you've got the time