Librarian

Walk across the courtyard Towards the library I can hear the insects buzz on the leaves, 'neath my feet Ramble up the stairwell To the hall of books Since we got the interweb these hardly get used Duck into the men's room Combing through my hair When God gave us mirrors he had no idea Looking for a lesson In the periodicals There I spy you listening to the AM radio Karen of the Carpenters Singing in the rain Another lovely victim of the mirror's evil way It's not like you're not trying With a pencil in your hair To defy the beauty the good Lord put in there Simple little bookworm Buried underneath Is the sexiest librarian Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me So I watch you through the bookcase Imagining a scene You and I had dinner, spending time when you sleep And what then would I say to you Lying there in bed These words were the kiss I would play in your head What is it inside our heads That makes us do the opposite Makes us do the opposite Of what's right for us 'Cause everything'd be great And everything'd be good If everybody gave Like everybody could Sweetest little bookworm Hidden underneath Is the sexiest librarian Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me Simple little beauty Heaven in your breath Simplest of pleasures The world at its best