When the conversation turns, always has the right remark

Eyes that pierce into your soul and teeth that glisten in the dark

Every touch a warm caress, every movement filled with grace

And letter-perfect love cliches, welcome almost every place



Chorus: Every mother's perfect catch, every maiden's shining knight

Dropped out of some fairy tale, for their salvation

A dream creation, call him Mr. Right



Just like colored Christmas lights, keeps his ladies on a string

Every time they start to fade, he turns them on like anything

Swears his vast undying love until she makes that sweet surrender

And by the time they've sobered up she's just another lost-weekender



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With a sizzle in his touch, and passion flowers in his eyes

They won't get to see too much of what is under his disguise

So take the words of warning here, the reason for this little song

If you give in to Mr. Right, you'll find that you're his Mrs. wrong



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