Teksty: The Wombats. Little Miss Pipedream.

I think the postman intercepts everything I try and send to you
'Cos he's infatuated and he's the fulcrum between us two
And i can't say i blame him 'cos i'd cheat a priest just to get to you
Oooooo...
She works in a dental practice 9 'till 5 how does she manage?
Considering her nights don't pass out 'till 3
So I guess that flossing is he last thing in her health routine
Oooooo...
And I don't mind that she gets hammered and goes home with other guys
There's no jealousy 'cos she's little pipedream fantasy
Oooooo...
I saw her slam back tequila's like Oliver Reed on an Irish stag doo
And I'll wait if you stay because foggy London town's not built for me or you
Don't leave Miss Pipedream 'cos i love you!
Oooooo...
And i don't mind that she gets hammered and goes home with other guys
There's no jealousy though she'll grind it out with friends but not with me
She's my little miss pipedream fantasy
Oooooo...

(Thanks to Mary for these lyrics)