pretty-boy

i said, "describe your dream prince,
i'll draw every detail."
i told pretty-boy he's got the
best prince comin' to him in the world
he believed me for a while
then he went and asked the girls

the girls told him, "pretty-boy
be realistic--no one can live up
to your idea of perfection!"

i said, "hey man, it's all conjecture
and besides this is hypothetical, right?"
and pretty-boy just mumbled,
"well, i'll be lonely tonight."

if i see you so troubled
like i see you today
when i see you so troubled,
what should i say?

i say, "pretty-boy, quit lookin
at yourself in the mirror."
the room's so warm
it feels like i caught a fever
i believed it for a while
and i slept and kept on sleepin

my dreams tell me,
"pretty-boy's no child, he's a grown man
even if he's got a lot of learn."

the girls said, "he's still got his dukes up,
he's still got his fight!"
but pretty-boy just mumbles,
"i'll still be lonely tonight."