作词 : Lewis, Newman
If you had a room, he'd paint it white,
survives the day, prefers the night,

build sight.

Got a head for figures,

no time for bickerers,

or so he says,

Prefers the company of a woman.
One, two, three, four
Finds it more physical,
that's an important word,
always seen first then heard,

such a rare bird.

With praise he glows,
with change he grows,
finds that important,
hates waiting, it's not stimulating,
likes celebrating,
that is sex.