The Fangirl’s Lament
If you ever graced my town,
How I’d flip it upside down
And show you all around
If you were next to me,
I’d ask you how you came to be
Oh so freakin’ sexy
If you were in these arms of mine,
I’d never let you go, Mr. Divine,
Not even if money grew on the climbing vine
And if I found you in my bed,
Well, a lady won’t say what’s in her head…
Would you let me demonstrate instead?
If you weren’t my rock n’ roll fantasy,
As told by Bad Company,
I think we’d be great in matrimony!
But if you read about my lusty fixation,
I’d turn red as a beet or carnation
And promptly die of humiliation.
© Jaz Rogers
How I’d flip it upside down
And show you all around
If you were next to me,
I’d ask you how you came to be
Oh so freakin’ sexy
If you were in these arms of mine,
I’d never let you go, Mr. Divine,
Not even if money grew on the climbing vine
And if I found you in my bed,
Well, a lady won’t say what’s in her head…
Would you let me demonstrate instead?
If you weren’t my rock n’ roll fantasy,
As told by Bad Company,
I think we’d be great in matrimony!
But if you read about my lusty fixation,
I’d turn red as a beet or carnation
And promptly die of humiliation.
© Jaz Rogers