Real Live Girl

Pardon me miss
But I’ve never done this
With a real live girl
What could be harmful
In holding an armful
Of a real live girl
Pardon me if you’re affectionate squeeze
Fogs up my goggles and
Buckles my knees
I’m simply drown in the sight, and the sounds
And the scent and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don’t compare with a hunk
Of a real live girl
Girl’s were to girlish
Was once my belief
What a reversal and what a relief
I’ll take the flowering hat
And the towering hill
And the squeal of a real live girl
I’ve seen photographs and faximilies
That have set my heart off in a whirl
But I over look everyone in the book
For a real live girl
Take your vernecion or romanaprrection
Ideal live girl
Go be a hold out for Helen of Troy
I am a healthy American Boy
And I rather gape at the dear little shape of the stir
And the kill of a real live girl
Full time, occasional all operational girl