LYRIC

All my friends are writing their resumes
My responsible friends are applying for jobs
Me, I was considering ditching Ezra, and going by Esme
Baby, would you find that so odd?

My dying friends are finding religion
My intellectual friends are all denying God
But me, I got just one ambition
I just sit around all day wishing
That the real me might be the one you want

I want to be your girlfriend
I want to walk down the street leaning on your arm
That's right, little old me
I want to be your girlfriend
And leave behind this loveless world I know

Honey, I know that I don't have the body you want in a girlfriend
What I am working with is less than ideal
Maybe, maybe, it's not all about what you thought that you wanted
It's about the way I can make you feel

Oooh
I want to be your girlfriend
I want to walk down the street leaning on your arm
That's right, little old me, I want to be your girlfriend
And blow your mind each night when you come home

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