The Man With The Cabbage Head

I am the guy with the cabbage head
Half guy vegetable from the neck
For the beautiful eyes of Mary Lou
I took to the pawn shop Jew
A typewriter with my wheels on speck
I was in the dumps without a suit
At the end a nervous wreck
From the day that I got back with her
I lost the kit and kaboodle
My job with the tabloids news
The scandals that kept me in beefsteak
I was finished a failure
Checkmate in the eyes of Mary Lou
She treated me like a hack
And rendered me half-cuckoo
Oh no how could you know the truth
She had to have discotheques
And dining at the Kangaroo club
So I signed checks without the funds in the bank
Man screw this
But in the end I turned her head into a watermelon
In French [?]
I'm not gonna spell out to you everything like that
My junk what me, still lover her?
I'm no fool. Who and where am I?
Let's go to the new by the white farm sitting
On a deck chair by the beach in Malibu