she don t like to hear me sing she don t want no diamond ring she don t want to drive my car she won t let me go that far she don t like the way i look she don t like the things i cook she don t like the way i play she don t like the things i say oh the games we play she s too good for me she don t like the jokes i make she don t like the drugs i take she don t like the friends i got she don t like my friends a lot she don t like the clothes i wear she don t like the way i stare she don t like the tales i tell she don t like the way i smell would i prefer him if he washed himself more often than he does would i prefer him if he took me to an opera because he thought i d fall for him this phony perfect man he ll always be my she don t wanna meet my folks she don t wanna hear my jokes she don t like to fix my tie she don t even wanna try she don t like the books i read she don t like the way i feed she don t wanna save my life she don t wanna be my wife  she s too good for me