He can't dance or sing,
He can't do anything!
But what the hell!
The kid's a looker

Just add cash and stir
And there you are
Another nonsense non-star!
(Da da, da da da da etc.)

There's no pretense
This kid is dense
But what the hell!
The kid's a looker

Just add cash and stir
And the crash consumers line up
Shoulder to shoulder.
(La da la da da da etc.)

Sometime through the night
The kid shed his life
So very sad
However do not call this number again
We're busy moulding the face of the kid's replacement, yeah.
(La da da la da etc.)