(scrunches eyes closed)
I wish for a Pirate Duck for Kristin, an Indie Rock Tour Guide Lover Man who learns "Italian Plastic" by Crowded House with his band to woo me, and two houseboats for us to live happily ever after in.
(opens eyes, and listens)
I bring you plates from rome
you say they look fantastic
I say we're having fun
nothing like that italian plastic...
I bring you rocks and flowers
you say they look pathetic
you pick me up at night
I don't feel
pathetic...
when you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
uh-huh
when you stick up for me
then you're my bella bambina
uh-huh
I say we're on a trip
looks like we're on vacation
I say we're having fun
in our little constellation...
when you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
uh-huh
when you stick up for me
then I'll be your bella bambino,
your man in the moon
I'll be your little boy running
with that egg on his spoon
I'll be your soul survivor
your worst wicked friend
I'll be your piggy in the middle
stick with you till the end...
when you wake up with me
I'll be your glass of water
uh-huh
when you stick up for me
then you're my bella bambina
uh-huh..
who ya gonna take to the ball tonight?
who ya gonna take to the dance tonight?
who ya gonna take to the dance tonight?
who ya gonna take to the dance tonight, tonight?
(sighs, and smiles)
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