Oh Boy

She’s so easy to fall for, but boy she’s so hard to hold.
She looks at you like the morning, you know you’re gonna be hungry when you get home
Her lips make the cherries and the berries and the apples look pale
She could ask anything you would do anything no matter what you would obey

And she turns every room into a dance floor
She turns and she sways and she spins
And you stand still like a statue and you can’t take your eyes off her skin
Oh boy, you’d better slow it down, you’re running on unsold ground
She’ll never slow down for you
Oh boy, you’ll never wear that crown, you’re just one of one hundred clowns
I know it’s sad but it’s true

Everything that she touches every word from her mouth turns to gold
How can you ever get her right when she’s all colors and you are grey and cold
Keep looking up but she’ll never ever look down
Oh look at this part you’ve chosen, you’re the desk of the queen
She’s the queen of the town
And you wish you was in a movie