Going through the dresses at the fabric inn
Looking for some clothes for my friend Robin
You know that girl who made my husband smile,
That time we went to the bar nearby.
She laughed at his jokes and gave his hair some strokes,
That night didn’t end until the next day broke.
He talked about her then day and night,
As if she was the princess and he was her knight.
I did get a little jealous, but that was all for nought,
I thought the right way to do this would be a gift and a little talk.
Should I go for denim or should I go for linen?
I’m looking for the dress that I’m gonna kill her in. 🙂