Words by Lyndal
Where the ladies are friendly and play
Where seldom is heard except "Oh my freakin' word!
That elf is one hot lookin' babe!"
Where the fun is all clean and we say nothing mean
And the elves are cloned to look the same
Where CC can be seen, trying to keep it all clean
And the ladies act anything but tame
Oh give me a Harem, where elf stories I can share 'em
And no one will think me odd
Where all will agree, elf bods must be
Made in the image of a god
The elf is the best, no inferior can pass the test
Legolas is all we ladies need
So to hell with human males, God knows how they pale
Next to the tall, blond steed
How often at night, do we squeal with delight?
Come on ladies, keep your minds clean
You know what I said? He's THAT good in bed?
And can twirl that blade! Know what I mean?
Oh I love the blond hair that hypnotic stare
And those hands! So steady and fine!
Who can forget, no one I'll bet
That cave troll fight scene in the mine!
He saved all their asses, if you couldn't see that you need glasses
Can that guy fire a bow!
And when he speaks elvish, I get all selfish
Saying 'baby, take it slow!' (cause elvish makes me hot and I want it to last!)
Sooooooo
Home, home on the range
Where the elves and ladies all play
Where seldom is heard except "Oh my freakin' word December 18th is the BIG DAY!"
