There isn’t a middle-aged American male alive who needs an explanation on this song. Please understand: It’s a joke. Mostly.
Dinosaur Like Me
© 2001 Bryan Masters G Am C D G Am C D When I see you on the street I look the other way G Am C D so you won't realize I've been memorizing every move you make Em Am C D I really needn't worry 'bout you noticing, you see G D C G you've no use for a dinosaur like me. It's a serious situation I'll endeavor to explain your blue crayola eyes can illustrate this old man's pain half my age and smarter than I'm ever gonna be you've no use for a dinosaur like me. Em Am Perfect stranger C D saddest song I've ever sung Em Am I feel ancient C D and you're so very young It's a middle-aged conceit I entertain to keep me young as if I'm buff and blonde and debonair and savage and well ... read though it seems a girl like you could set my spirit free you've no use for a dinosaur like me. Oh, Lolita saddest story ever told young and sweet and I'm so very old so doctor what's the medicine for this sad malady you know a few short hours with you might save my dignity I'd show you a thing or two or maybe even three you've no use for a dinosaur like me. Bryan Masters Music/ASCAP