This is a song about Michael Stipe
He's an artiste of a different stripe
He's the sensitive, silent type
No one can brood like Michael Stipe

He and his friends play in REM
They say that college kids are really into them
Play all their records again and again
They like Michael Stipe, they like REM

So I stood in the place where I lived
Wondering what the hell did he mean by that
He's gotta be the shiniest happiest guy
And I love his cute little hat

So this was a song about Michael Stipe
I believe in the man I believe all the hype
Maybe someday when the time is ripe
I'll write another song about Michael Stipe