Teenage Dream

Dirty Magazine Girl ! By F.L. Buttercup II  

I want to tell you a story about my teenage dream
But my teenage dream never really ended
Because I thought I was having a teenage dream and then I was about 45 years old.
And I thought everything was beautiful, and I liked the taste of everything And I was thinking to myself if this is really just a teenage dream does it really every have to end  
I remember the first time I saw you while I was standing in the driveway next door and I said to myself I can’t be this lucky,
I can’t really have a super model or some sort of dirty magazine girl living so close to me yet,
all I have to do is look out my window and there she is Night after night
after night
after night
after night
after night
after night
after night
after night
after night
after night after …..
 
I finally got up the courage and walked next door and knocked on the door and your Dad said, “I just don’t think you’re the right kind of boy”.  Obviously, your Dad said, “You mean, Doris?” And I said “Doris, that’s it….” “That’s the girl I want to see”.
“Well let me go see if she is around.”
“And I said Doris…Hi. I’m your next door neighbor, I’m Chuck..
Would you like some milk?
You looked at me with a smile and said, “well why, why would I want your milk Chuck?
And I said because, It reminds me of you. It’s delicious  
And in my mind, I kept pouring milk all over you Again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
 
I think it was that first night that we went out and I asked you if I could kiss you and you said yes.
And when we got close you put your tounge so far into my mouth
I thought that my sunglasses were going to fall off the back of my head,
and it was right then I knew I loved you forever….

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