James Dean, James Dean
You're fast and lean
You cocky fuck
James Dean, James Dean
I swear you look like a fucking dream
And you wear that scowl as if you're mean
I know the truth
James Dean, James Dean
You're soft and clean and not what you seem
Quick and smart
James Dean, James Dean
Perhaps you're keen to always be seen
But you're not my type
James Dean, James Dean