I'll be that girl
by Barenaked Ladies
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If I were you (and I wish that I were you)
All the things I´d do to make myself turn blue
I suppose I´d start by removing all my clothes,
tie my pantyhose around my neck
I´ll be that girl - and you would be right over
If I were a field, you would be in clover
If I were the sun, you would be in shadow
And if I had a gun, there´d be no tomorrow
If you will not have me as myself,
perhaps as someone else
Perhaps as you I´ll be worth noticing
Then even a eunuch won´t resist
The magic of a kiss from such as me
I´ll be that girl - and you would be right over
If I were a field, you would be in clover
If I were the sun, you would be in shadow
If I had a gun, there´d be no tomorrow
It´s time to kick off your shoes,
learn how to choose sadness
It´s time to throw off those chains,
addle our brains with madness
´Cause we´ve got plenty of time
to grow old and die
But when at last your beauty´s faded
you´ll be glad that I have waited for you
When you´re done
with being beautiful and young
When that course is run, then come to me
I´ll be that girl - and you would be right over
If I were a field, you would be in clover
If I were the sun, you would be in shadow
If I had a gun, there´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
All the things I´d do to make myself turn blue
I suppose I´d start by removing all my clothes,
tie my pantyhose around my neck
I´ll be that girl - and you would be right over
If I were a field, you would be in clover
If I were the sun, you would be in shadow
And if I had a gun, there´d be no tomorrow
If you will not have me as myself,
perhaps as someone else
Perhaps as you I´ll be worth noticing
Then even a eunuch won´t resist
The magic of a kiss from such as me
I´ll be that girl - and you would be right over
If I were a field, you would be in clover
If I were the sun, you would be in shadow
If I had a gun, there´d be no tomorrow
It´s time to kick off your shoes,
learn how to choose sadness
It´s time to throw off those chains,
addle our brains with madness
´Cause we´ve got plenty of time
to grow old and die
But when at last your beauty´s faded
you´ll be glad that I have waited for you
When you´re done
with being beautiful and young
When that course is run, then come to me
I´ll be that girl - and you would be right over
If I were a field, you would be in clover
If I were the sun, you would be in shadow
If I had a gun, there´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow
There´d be no tomorrow