Iron man, Iron Man
Does whatever an Iron can.
Shoot lasers from his hand
and shoot missiles on command.
Hey there! Here comes the Iron Man
Is he robot? Or a man?
I can't tell in that tin can.
Oh! It's Tony Stark, in suit
He's got jets in his boots
Look out! Here comes the Iron-man!
On a Friday night, you can find him in bed.
With a lady friend, or two, and a clown
Not the worlds most friendly man
Wealth and Fame, he's got it
but he loves to blow up stuff
Life's about girls and gun sales
Where ever there are cocktails
You'll find the iron man.