Текст песни Ladies' Man - Jackie Cohen

He rarely worries
He rarely calls his family
And the ladies, fine ladies
Well, he chases them like Apollo chased Daphne
Oh, why doesn't he ever chase me?
Have I always been a tree?

With a surplus of devotion
For a man who's never made a motion towards me
He ignores me
What good is all my crying for?
He's always searching for someone to love him
Like a television actress
Or an heiress, someone famous
Like a princess who's lived in Paris
But has really gotta say the city's lost its charm for her lately