Everyone on earth has heard it before
It's a new car alarm
Or a knock at your door
A story so old they found it carved in stone
With all of the scrolls
And neanderthal bones.
But if it mattered at all what anyone thought
I wouldn't be sharing
You know I would not.
My song's about a girl and that ain't nothing new
So just sit back, relax
Have a drink or two.
When I see her I smile, not an uncommon thing,
But something about her
Can make my ears ring.
We can sit, we can talk, for an hour or two
Never knowing, nor caring,
What else we've to do.
Her appearance is grand, and for that I am grateful
But it's what's in her head
That can pile my plate full.
I've never met someone who, from me, they don't differ
It is truly remarkable
I don't mean to dither,
This all will just bore you, if you let me go on
Cause all day I can talk
'Bout my stars and my sun
It all seems quite cliche, and it sure well may be
But my friend you should see
The way she looks at me.