song for the nerds

Making young girls pine
I don’t have the time
Babies get in line
I’ve got a protractor
Got a stapler now it goes “Ka-ching”
gotta have the math club crown me king
gotta rock the screen with the cosine graphing on my calculator
If you’re up and if you want a piece of me
wave goodbye and blow a kiss
‘Cause you can’t handle this

No, No, No you can’t handle this
No, No, No you can’t handle this

Through my glasses glare
you’ll see savoir faire
beneath my icy stare
I’ve got a retainer
Maybe I’m the physics main event
maybe I’m the chem club president
maybe even Texas Instruments thinks that I’m coplanar
If you’re up and if you want a piece of me
wave goodbye and blow a kiss
‘Cause you can’t handle this

And Leonard Nemoy can’t stand up to this
And Captain James T. Kirk bows beneath my fists
And I am awesome
awesome
I am the awesomest

No, No, No you can't handle this
No, No, No you can't handle this

'Cause you can't handle this