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I want to be the kind of girl Who eats sushi and has tattoos Always a witty comeback, Drinkin' gin and vermouth I want to sing my songs in Prague And wear a coat in London fog Go down to 'Nawlins on the Dog Never sit at a desk job I want to smell George Clooney I bet he'd smell real good I'd wrap my arms around him And I would breathe him in Yeah, I would breathe him in I wanna go to a seedy bar And talk to riff raff all day long I'd find out why they're sitting there. And cheer them up with songs. I wanna laugh and sing all day Thinkin's purely optional I've thought a lot, I'm done with that And now I'm having fun. Chorus A wise woman once said If you don't ask then you don't get So let, let, let me Get Close enough to smell you If I could finally get up close To perfect beauty on this earth I'm hoping it'll rub right off And make me pretty too. I'm striving for these lofty things But in between these thoughts creep in What if I never feel unique? I wanna have it all. I want my "happy" and my "right" I won't give up without a fight I want to see my name in lights It's finite, my dear. Life is finite my dear. Chorus Yeah, I would breathe him in Thanks to Laura Roppe |