Текст песни The Right Honorable Queen Of Hotness — Songs To Wear Pants To

I find her in a college classroom,
looking the part —
a stack of books and horn-rimmed glasses,
wrapped up in a scarf.
It’s winter winter but everything is getting warmer.
I gotta think of like a hundred sweet things to do for her.
It starts with, «Maybe on Friday we could go to the museum?»
So we end up at a Queen Street jazz bar
with water and chips,
and move it back to honey’s apartment
for some guitar and a kiss. The voices say,
«Hey man, hey man, you don’t even know who you’ve got with…»
I’ll take my chances it’s The Right Honorable Queen of Hotness. Yeah.
I fell hard, then I started sinking.
Oh, she’s every thought I’m thinking.
I need my baby so much.
I need my honey.
I need my baby so much.
I need my honey.
She’s all I need to make it through forever. Writes me letters and she wears
pink sweaters and she said her eyes were on me from the first time that I met
her.
I fell hard, then I started sinking.
Oh, she’s every thought I’m thinking.
I need my baby so much.
I need my honey.
I need my baby so much.
I need my honey.
I need my baby so much.
My sweetheart, hey, she always looks good.