Letras
Hollywood always claims that True Love is a given
As if a tall, dark, handsome prince I'd ever see
I always thought that tale was bunk
But out of thin air came this hunk
And now he wants to keep me for eternity
Have I gone raving mad
Or have I got it really bad
He's mad for me
Ay, what a scream
I'm quite tan, and he's real pale
Strong as sin, but looks so frail
He's sprung on me
Ay, what a scream
He's cultured and refined
Can read my mind
Charisma, he's got plenty
So mature
A connoisseur
But looks to be 'bout twenty
Doesn't make
A mistake
Rendezvous, he never flakes
He's after me
Ay, what a scream
Can't believe there was a time I ever doubted
Can't believe there was a time I laughed at love
Every time I'm with that stud
I can feel him in my blood
And when I sleep I dream he's floating up above
Passion, yes, he can express
From his cold hand's soft caress
And he's feeling me
Ay, what a scream
To my friends, I should speak
But one goes missing every week
Well, he's there for me
Ay, what a scream
Oh, how we long to take our moon-lit walks
He doesn't care for sunshine
He likes to neck more than he talks
And leave me two cute love lines
Says to me, his only goal
Is full possession of my soul
And he's chosen me
Ay, what a scream