i'll get most everything i wanted

except for farrah fawcett

i never see her anymore

i left you while my voice was still changing

while writing and arranging my life's pathetic little score

i don't know if i'll ever get over her

you were the closest thing, almost identical

as far as i could tell

like one of charlie's angels

making out with you there in the closet (oh yeah, oh yeah)

you reminded me of farrah fawcett (oh yeah, oh yeah)

promise, you'll never make a promise

you put me on your hit-list

(at least you never were a bore)

i'll take any thoughts you don't use

i give away what i lose

everything that i adore

i don't know if i'll ever get over you

you were the closest thing, almost identical

as far as i could tell

like one of charlie's angels

making out with you there in the closet (oh yeah, oh yeah)

you reminded me of farrah fawcett (oh yeah, oh yeah)

i was still a virgin when i lost it (oh yeah, oh yeah)

everything seemed like it really, really was

medals from my tournaments

d'amour have left me kind of sour

maybe i should get a whore and charge her after for the hour (woo-hoo)

making out with you there in the closet (oh yeah, oh yeah)

you reminded me of farrah fawcett (oh yeah, oh yeah)

i was still a virgin when i lost it (oh yeah, oh yeah)

everything seemed like it really, really was