You Can't Handle This Songtext / Lyric

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

Chorus:
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