Give me the man who ain't like no other man 
Gives lovin' freely 
Official Suburbian Superman 

No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair 
No moody Judy 
Vacuum cleaner salesman of the year 

Acts like Mr. Snow White with all his seven dwarves 
And the streets they're lined with lamplights 
And there's one for every door 
The gates ain't even pad locked 
And the windows are open wide 
And the drapes...they're pulled completely 
For what the have to hide 

Keeper of the castle don't know what's been goin' on 
The lock on lady Love-Life 
Don't appear to be so very strong 
Well, ladies if you look you'd better leave that door ajar 
Wham, bam and thank you 
The Official Suburbian Superman