He´s got everything he needs
He´s an artist, he don´t look back
He´s got everything he needs
He´s an artist, and he don´t look back
He can take the dark out of the nighttime
And turn the daytime black

You will start out standing, proud to steal him anything he sees
You´ll start out standing, proud to steal him anything he sees
But you´ll wind up just peeking through a keyhole on your knees

Oh no, he´s never ever stumbled (Never stumbled)
´Cause he´s got no place to fall
No, no, no, no, he´s never stumbled (Never stumbled)
´Cause the man´s got no place to fall
He´s nobody´s child, and the law can´t touch him at all

He wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles just before he speaks
He wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before he speaks
The man is a hypnotist collector, and you are a walking antique
He belongs to me, ooh-hoo

[Instrumental Break]

Bow down to him on Sundays, and salute him when his birthday comes
Bow down to him on Sundays, and salute him when his birthday comes
For Halloween, buy him a trumpet, but for Christmas, buy him a drum

[Outro]
He´s got everything he needs
He´s an artist, and he don´t look back
(Don´t look back)
He´s got everything he needs
He´s an artist, and he don´t look back