Roger 1
I say, hey, Mr. Taylor,
I wanna tousle your pretty blonde hair.
Dear Mr. Taylor,
just say that you don't care.
How about meeting me
tomorrow late at night?
Debbie/Serena won't know
it's gonna be allright.
We could have a cup of wine
or vodka, as you wish.
Although I have to say
booze is not my dish.
We could get into my car
and have a little ride.
Drive somewhere far afield
to the other side.
How about nice stroll
right under the moonlight?
Talking about tasty love
debating an absurd fight.
Do you feel like me?
So catch my hand.
And while holding it tight
I'll take you to my wonderland.
World where everything's pink,
a place of my sweet dreams.
Do you want to stay?
It's really as nice as it seems.
If you stay I'll never leave,
will be right beside you.
Until my pink forever ends
that's the thing I'd love to do.
If you go I'll drive you back
it is your life.
I can't command you
I am less than your wife.
Make a decision, Mr. Taylor,
I'd show you my dreamland.
For you it's maybe foolishness
but for me it's grand.
Kiss my lips and I'll know
that you want to stay.
Hug my body and I'll be quiet
there's nothing more to say.
Dear Mr. Taylor, if you want to stay
if you want to live.
Think about it one more time
your heart is the only thing you have to give.