Squint Postergirl
I'm in love with the girl at the record store
Brown eyes, blue hair, and a red vest
She says the sweetest things to me
Like may I help you and good afternoon
But she is corporate and she is programed
To get me what I need
I like to entain the thought
That this is how she'd be if she was with me
I'm in love with the girl in the Rolling Stone
I read her interview and she sounds perfect
if it's all the truth
How am I going to get to her
without stalking her and looking like I'm not
right in the head
Cutting up letters for the note that I left
that said...
I want to find my perfect girl
One who lives up to my standards
She's got to be an angel, a perfect little angel
I'll never find the perfect girl
I want to fall in love with a rich girl
Drive her car when I take her out
Buy her gifts with her own damn money
Let her pay for dinner and a movie
She'll buy me clothes; she'll pay my rent
She'll get my bills and cover my debts
Marry her and be set for life
Daddy's money making everything all right
So many girls that I have been with
So many girl have tried to change to change the way
that I feel
But it's not my fault, I can't help it. And I will
never ever be happy
You seem sweet and oh so pretty, but we should take a
break or just be friends
We are just not compatable, I don't think it's going to
work out
I need to find myself, it's for the best. It's not you
it's me
