I’m tired of looking
He doesn’t exist
There is no man of my dreams
No more frogs for me to kiss

I don’t need a man
I’m fine all alone
I’ve grown to like it
No waiting by the phone

I don’t care if he likes me
If he’s in my bed or not
I’m very happy
Just me and my cot

No one to answer to
No more lies
I love my single life
What a surprise!