Still in bed but it’s time to go
You bump your head, you stub your toe and the landlord says the rent’s 2 weeks behind.
You catch the train but the train breaks down, it starts to rain, you walk downtown to the only lousy job that you could find.
Your boss says, “You’re not working here no more”
But here [bad word] like a vision sliding through the door, you say

Oh my god, oh my god
Where did she get that body?
What’s she got on the iPod that gives her hips that sway?
She knows she’s an 11 but if I was 007 I would take that girl to heaven each and every day
But things just don’t seem to go my way

It’s Thursday night no time to pout
Cause you got no job might as well go out and head down to the playground of the stars
So you [bad word] your teeth and you smoke some dope, but there’s Mr.T, the velvet rope and all the pretty people getting out of long black cars
T says “You’re not getting in here tonight”
Here [bad word] again stepping to the front of the line, you say

Oh my god, oh my god
Where did she get that body?
What’s she got on the iPod that gives her hips that sway?
She knows she’s an 11 but if I was 007 I would take that girl to heaven each and every day
But things just don’t seem to go my way

You’re back at home and you’re back in bed
You’re all alone with an aching head, you close your eyes as the [bad word] streaming in
It could be better but it could be worse and it’s not like it’s some evil curse ,you drift off to the place where dreams begin
There she is just talking to some guys
But you walk right up, you look that girl straight in the eyes, and you say

Oh my god, oh my god Baby!
Where did you get that body?
Baby what you got on the iPod that gives you hips that sway
You know you’re an 11 but I feel like 007 girl I wanna take you straight to heaven each and every day
Tonight things just might be going my way
Tell me baby, are you gonna go my way
You know things just don’t seem to go my way