A.K.A.

It was your birthday yesterday, and it prompted me to say

I still think about you fondly from time to time

Me, my luck is much the same, I got no prospects, got no game

And I never put my heart out on the line

How am I gonna find somebody, meet somebody, don't want nobody, need nobody

I'm somebody, you're somebody, doesn't anybody wanna hit this

I'm too pompous, I'm too picky, I could never date a Britney

I'm not cut out for the suburbs, I am burned out by the city

I am stuck in my old ways, I have wasted all my days

But if our stars had just aligned, I could have been with you all this time