Joey

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

I'm begging of you please don't take her hand

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

Please don't kiss her just because she's tan

Your physique is beyond compare

With Rock hard abs and steely stare

Pure white teeth and dimpled chiiiiin

Your eyes have depths and girls succumb

To your charms like moisture to the sun

And I cannot compete with you Joey

She whispers your name when she's deep

In passionate throes and I weep

To hear your name come from her lips Joey

I get how you attract them all

With all that you have on the ball

And she's got the hottest bod around, Joey

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

We all know your builds the best

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

I'm begging you don't flex your chest

You can have any woman you want

But her loss my heart would haunt

She's all I've ever wanted, Joey

Man to man I have talked to you

My love life's future is up to you

So don't smile or flex your iron pecs, Joey

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

I'm begging of you please don't take her hand

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

Please don't kiss her just because she's tan

Joey, Joey

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This satire was written after I watched an episode of The Voice a while back wherein the coach had a male singer perform Dolly Parton’s classic Jolene. Jolene is written as the perspective of a woman begging another woman not to take her man. This decision on the part of the judges struck me as a tad strange so I rewrote Jolene from the perspective of a man asking another man not to take his woman… Thus was birthed Joey.