[Verse 1: Dean Friedman, Denise Marsa]
What are you, crazy?
How in the hell can you say what you just said?
I was talking to myself
Shut the door and come to bed
By the way, I forgot to say
Your endearing mother called today

Did you see Lisa?
Yes I saw Lisa
Is that why you're angry?
I wasn't angry
Maybe a little
Not even maybe
Must be the weather
Now don't be a baby
Well, how am I supposed to feel
With all the things you don't reveal

[Chorus: Denise Marsa]
And you can thank your lucky stars
That we're not as smart as we'd like to think we are

[Saxophone Solo]

[Verse 2: Dean Friedman, Denise Marsa]
Would you like to talk about it?
There's not much to say
We had lunch this afternoon
Her life's in disarray
She still goes around as if she is always stumbling off a cliff

Do you still want her?
What are you saying?
Do you still want her?
Baby, stop playing
Really, I mean it
Can you forget her?
Baby, now stop it
You should know better
I know this is hard to do
But, there's no one for me but you

[Chorus: Dean Friedman]
And you can thank your lucky stars
That we're not as smart as we'd like to think we are

[Saxophone Solo]

[Verse 3: Dean Friedman, Denise Marsa]
Baby, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I have no alibis
I was acting like a fool and I apologize
Listen, hon, I know you're dumb
But that's okay, you don't have to look so glum

Do you still love me?
Yes, I still love you
You mean, you're not just being nice
No, I'm not just being nice
Do you feel sleepy
Aw, you're so sincere
Yes, I feel sleepy
Well, slide over here
'Cause I may not be all that bright
But I know how to hold you tight

[Chorus: Dean Friedman, Denise Marsa, both]
And you can thank your lucky stars
That we're not as smart as we'd like to think we are
And you can thank your lucky stars
That we're not as smart as we'd like to think we are
And we can thank our lucky stars
That we're not as smart as we'd like to think we are