There I spy you listening to the AM radio
Karen of the Carpenters, singing in the rain
Simple little beauty, heaven in your breath
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
Duck into the men's room, combing through my hair
You and I at dinner, spending time, then to sleep
Simple little bookworm buried underneath is the sexiest librarian
Another lovely victim of the mirror's evil way
To defy the beauty the good Lord put in there
If everybody gave like everybody could
Since we got the inter web these hardly get used
Looking for a lesson in the periodicals
And what then would I say to you lying there in bed?
Sweetest little bookworm hidden underneath is the sexiest librarian
So I watch you through the bookcase imaging a scene
When God gave us mirrors He had no idea
It's not like you're not trying with a pencil in your hair
What is it inside our heads that makes us do the opposite
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
These words with a kiss I would plant in your head
'Cause everything'd be great and everything'd be good
Ramble up the stairwell into the hall of books
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
Makes us do the opposite of what's right for us?
