I looked at the answers you wrote on your hand
when they were asking you about the man
that you’d like to meet and drop everything to run to
I don’t mean to brag and i don’t mean to boast
but i would like to think i’ve got most
of the qualities on your list, so i thought i’d introduce myself to you
Your pouting blue eyes they make contact with mine
and they keep looking through me until they’re behind me
and staring at the face of a man that you know that i know that you know could only bring bad news
You hate to be rude but you really must go
leaving me to wonder if i’ll know
the words that i say that give me away
as being unworthy of you every time
And if he’s the one that you want to go to bed with
and i’m the one you want to wake up to
i can put myself on acetate and make it easier for you
Forget what they tell you, the evenings are yours
the supplicating men become whores
and we’re lined up like chances, and all that you need do is take one
But your look says it clearly, you think me a toy
if you were in the market for a boy
you would find yourself a man and a mattress and make one
But i would have to suppose that that’s the way life goes
when the gardener decides to fall in love with the rose
i’ll protect you from insects but i won’t presume to inhale you
For whatever the reason you’re out of my league
pursuing only leads to fatigue
so i will take my leave and my heart from my sleeve
and i’ll see you whenever i see you again
And if he’s the one that you want to go to bed with
and i’m the one you want to wake up to
i can put myself on acetate and make it easier for you
to take me with you when you go
and tell me things i shouldn’t know
and be the girl i thought i’d finally found a thousand times before
to keep on trying for