You want a guy you can call a ten
With a heart of gold and a six pack trim
But I - I -know, it don’t exist

You want a guy that can turn some heads
But keep his eyes from wanderin’
Well, I know, it don’t exist

There ain’t no such thing as a ten outta ten
Cause you can’t look that good and not know it
Once you know it, your heart craves flattery
And let me tell you baby that’s not a ten to me

You want a guy, tough as sin
To still be sweet and sensitive
But I know, it don’t exist

You want a guy that’ll give you space
And still be at your arms embrace…
Well… I know, it don’t exist

There ain’t no such thing as a ten outta ten
Cause you can’t look that good and not know it
Once you know it, your heart craves flattery
And let me tell you baby
Let me tell you

Can’t have the heart, have it hot
Have him lovin’ you non-stop
Can’t have your cake, and eat it, too