Hey there, you there   Yeah, yeah, yeah you there   talk of the town   Don't come near me    I cant stand it      you just get down      And your heads full of one thing   and your mouth's never shut   letting loose, all the juice   about your own good self       (Chorus)      so keep on lookin'   at your face in the mirror   there's never ever gonna be    anyone nearer to you, than you   and kiss yourself    when you wake up in the morning   another night spent with one who   was dearest to you and that's you      Isn't it fun, being so dumb?   is it so fun being so dumb?   I say, oh ok   if you really are so cute   then how come   no-one, ever goes near you   ever touches you, no, no-one      And your heads full of one thing   and your mouth's never shut   letting loose all the juice   about your own good self      (Chorus)