Dream Girl

Dream Girl

By: Nick Workman

 

Tuesday afternoon

And I’m all f****n’ alone

Sitting around

Wishin’ I had someone to bone

Not just anyone though

The prettiest girl

Prettiest in the room

The prettiest in the world

Walk over to her

To get a better view

And when she noticed

She smiled right on cue

That f*****g smile

Brightens my dark days

When her eyes meet mine

It frightens me in good ways

You could say

It was love at first sight

Because now she’s my dream girl

When I turn out the light

And when I awake

I can admire her all day long

I even see her in the smoke

I exhale when I hit my bong

Her perfect little body

Her long, sexy hair

Her style’s impeccable

I f****n’ love the things she wears

She’s invaded my thoughts

Taken over my mind

She’s someone to think about

Who’s one of a kind

And the only time I think about her

Is twenty-four/seven

Having her in my head

Is way better than heaven

So many guys

Want to get in her pants

But she’ll never accept

When they ask her to dance

She only wants me

To make her feel right

The difference between me and them:

I’ll sleep with my dream girl tonight