Letra de Ladies' Man

He rarely worries
He rarely calls his family
And the ladies, fine ladies
Well he chases them like Apollo chasin' Daphne
Oh, why doesn't he ever chase me?
Have I always been a tree?
With a surplus of devotion
For a man who's never made a motion toward me
He ignores me
What good is all my crying for?
He's always searchin' for someone to love him
Like a television actress
Or an heiress
Someone famous
Like a princess who's lived in Paris
(but has really gotta say the city's lost its charm for her lately)