Got a job in a bank sittin' at a desk
Smirkin' at him all the intellects go by
"Little bank boy on the make", they laugh
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Can't they see?
He'll never be what they wanted hie to be

Week nights home alone in a bachelor pad
Tryin' to make the station break on T.V.
Strappin' dudes in Jockey shorts with six-foot frames
Tryin' to sell him cologne at a new low price

Can't they see?
He'll never be what they wanted him to be

He's Teddy the Dink
Livin' on the brink
Money in his pocket
He'll buy you a drink

He's got his little woman
But she cannot see
He'll never be what she wanted him to be
Teddy the Dink

Headin' out on Friday night to dance a while
Wearin' spiff shoes and a leisure suit
Tryin' to get the courage to ask this chick to dance
She sees he's on the make and looks the other way

Can't she see?
He'll never be what she wanted him to be