Personal Ads

Personal Ads

I want a lover, I need one so bad.
So I'm looking for love in those personal ads.
Saw one today, she might be the one.
She's five foot seven, and looking for fun.
I get kind of nervous, I can't make the call.
I'm afraid I might look silly, I'm afraid I might fall.

Those personal ads they're a mystery to me.
But reading through the paper's more fun than TV.
There's short ones and tall ones, skinny ones too,
Fat ones and small ones, they're looking for you.
Sometimes I wonder, just who puts them in,
With those personal ads, don't know where to begin.

	Those personal ad, the come and the go.
	Each week's a new crop, it's a regular show.
	Looking for true love, looking for romance,
	Take me out to dinner, let's go to a dance.

Take me to a ball game, take me to a show.
Take me out to dinner where the lights are real low.
Just looking for fit bodies, no couch potatoes please.
Looking for true love, I ain't looking for sleaze.
Someday I'll be ready, I might make the call,
To one of those personal ads, well maybe next fall.

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