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She was told, "Never trust that man 'cos he looks too old." |
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He'd let her down, make her stay out late in his part of town. |
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But she'll go, 'cos she loves the way that he makes her feel. |
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In his car, when he lets her sit behind the wheel. |
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All her friends tell her how he's gonna do her wrong |
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How she's changed, with her mini-skirt and her high heels on. |
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But they just don't understand...he's her perfect man. |
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Another bar, he drinks all day and then gets in his car. |
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She's by his side, another Friday night another drunken ride. |
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But his luck ran out, he didn't see the headlights through his drunken haze. |
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Now he's gone, and she's in a chair for the rest of her days. |
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She stares at the sky and wishes she could be where he has gone. |
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Maybe he'd walk in, with a new tattoo and his blue jeans on. |
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They will never understand...he was her perfect man. |
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Lessons there to learn, never play with fire 'cos you'll just get burned. |
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But can you go through life, never takin' a chance, always doin' what's right? |
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She's not that type of girl, she could never resist, he blew away her world. |
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She knew she shouldn't have gone, but she felt so good with her hot pants on. |
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The friends she can't forgive, they've all moved away, got their own lives to live. |
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Sitting by the phone, she can't accept her world, she's been left alone. |
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And she dreams of him while she can...he was her perfect man. |
