Hey Joe; whaddya know?
That's what they ask when they see me.
Joe, Joe (Oh God Joe); let's go-
What they cry when they're with me.
I was made to be more than man,
(Built to love,)
I do what no human can-
(It's not real, when push comes to shove.)
I can make you scream,
I can make you cry-
(I can help a boy to dream,
From now until the day I die.)
I was built to serve;
I'm quite good at what I do.
I might act like I've got nerve,
But I can show the stars to you.
(I took his hand,
But he watched me go.
No one was like him in all of the land-)
But what do I know? I'm only Joe.