I said to myself "I'm the man, got a pocket full of money" 
Certs in my mouth in case my breath is kinda funky 
I saw a hottie staring right at me 
She kinda looked like the chick that did the video with Tommy Lee 

Oh man, is she coming over 
I gotta get this show on the road, yeah, yeah, yeah 

She said "Where have I seen you before 
If you didn't like that one, well I got about twenty more 
I need a mac diggity-daddy take me out 
And in his caddy we can kick it till the briggity-briggity-break of dawn" 

I said this sounds like fun but I ain't with it 
But if you're a good boy I just might let you (*cough*) 
Hold my hand because I ain't about to Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma'am 
I hope you understand that 

I don't want Britney tonight 
And Selma, yeah she's alright 
I've seen Buffy and she don't slay me 

Cause baby you're just the type 
Stay up and talk to all night 
Would you be the star in my storybook life 
In my storybook life 

Yo, I drove her home and she was feeling kinda frisky 
I told her nighty-night and then she asked if she could kiss me 
She said "Don't you wanna spend the night" 
Then she bit me on the ear, felt like I was in a Tyson fight 

Oh God, she's losing control now 
So I said I just want someone to hold, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Mariah, she ain't for me 
That brunette on V.I.P. 
She don't hold a candle to you 

Cause baby you're just the type 
Stay up and talk to all night 
Would you be the star in my storybook life 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Baby, you're just the type 
I can talk to all night 
Be the star in my storybook life 

Sabrina, Felicity 
Meg Ryan, I won't lose sleep 
You can keep your Halle Berry 

Cause baby you're just the type 
For the sure Mrs. Right 
Would you be the star in my storybook life 
In my storybook life 
This is my storybook life