Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray for a man who’s not a creep,
One who’s handsome, smart and young,
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who’ll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he’s gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, he won’t be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man, who’ll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to ‘How big’s my behind?’
I pray that this man will love me to the end,
And never attempt to hit on my friend.
And as I pray beside my bed,
I look down at the clown you sent me instead.