Meg Ryan

[Verse 1]
I'm beginning to believe
That I can never form my own opinions
Secretly, I've decided to believe
That I'm Polynesian originally
I want the air set to 70 degrees
I want pineapples and sugar as the major industries
I will be there blending racial amity
While pineapples and sugar build me massive equity

[Chorus]
But if I were married to a movie star
That'd be my arm around her waist as she flips off the camera
And If Meg Ryan were my personal taste
I'd be atop the Empire State every Christmas

[Verse 2]
I'm afraid that you agree
When you say you don't hold my attention, great
Ukuleles play love songs in Portuguese
That you made no attempt to every translate
I want love waiting for me after school
Like a stream of consciousness every time I take a breath
I want love on the front porch after school
Like a stream of consciousness every time I take a breath

[Chorus]
And if I were married to a movie star
That'd be a smile upon my face as she sips her daiquiris
And if Meg Ryan were my personal taste
I'd be atop the Empire State every Christmas

[Verse 3]
My town is zoning this land
So we can build an ark and sail away from Tennessee
Palm trees and sand and Hawaiian instruments
Say "aloha" as they're haunting me
I want time, kicking, screaming, put to death
Float like islands in the stream, take a lifetime just to dream
I want time strangled slowly, put to death
Float like islands in the pool while Mr. T pities the fool

[Chorus]
And if I were married to a movie star
That'd be my arm around her waist as she flips off the camera
And If Meg Ryan were my personal taste
I'd be atop the Empire State every Christmas