My Morning Jacket - Librarian

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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Walk across the courtyard,

Towards the library.

I can hear the insects buzz on the leaves, 'neath my feet.



Ramble up the stairwell,

To the hall of books.

Since we got the interweb these hardly get used.



Duck into the men's room,

Combing through my hair.

When God gave us mirrors he had no idea.



Looking for a lesson

In the periodicals,

There I spy you listening to the AM radio.



Karen of the Carpenters,

Singing in the rain.

Another lovely victim of the mirror's evil way.



It's not like you're not trying,

With a pencil in your hair,

To defy the beauty the good Lord put in there



Simple little bookworm,

Buried underneath

Is the sexiest librarian.

Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me.