Extra Savoir Faire - They Might Be Giants

When i walk down the street, most guys look like elves

I don’t mean to put them down but they do It’s hard to understand me from the language i use

There’s no word in english for my style

What’s a man like me supposed to do With all this extra savoir-faire

What is left for me to prove, dear

I know just what to do when the ladies come 'round

You can try to copy me but you’ll fail

Now, you might think you’re different but time will prove me right

When you wake up from your dream i’ll be gone

What’s a man like me supposed to do With all this extra savoir-faire

What is left for me to prove, dear