Pop/bowie You gave me a present The paper was blue and green I unwrapped it with pleasure These are the best shades I've ever seen You can be my girlfriend Forever and a day I never thought I was worth much Or that anyone would treat me this way I'm not The kind of guy Who dresses like a king And a really fine pair of shades Means everything And the light that blinds my eyes Shines from you It makes me come in the night It makes me swim with delight I like this pain I like this mirror I like these shades I could have had a problem I might have never followed through The other guys are in trouble They wouldn't listen to a girl like you These shades say something I'll bet they cost a lot I hope I don't break 'em I hope we don't break up I'm not The kind of guy Who dresses like a king And a really fine pair of shades Means everything And the light that blinds my eyes Shines from you It makes me come in the night It makes me swim with delight I like this pain I like this mirror I like these shades