كلمات You're Ideal

Home life was just a dictatorship Where mother reigned supreme Then came the edict: time to mature And now it seems like a dream Chorus: Oh my, there's something that I Won't say good-bye to - that's how I feel This boy has only one toy and you're ideal Good taste is timeless, so I Had calla lilies to spare When I arranged the funeral rites For my old teddy bear (Chorus) Childhood's attic, dusty and static Is locked away from me I wouldn't mind that, if I could find that You're underneath my Christmas tree Your hair can grow, and better yet The style can always be changed You can walk, and if you don't wet Well that can be arranged (Chorus)