Mr. right
(Mr. Bright, Mr. Light, Where the hell is Mr. Right)
Will I meet you at a club
Library, mall or sports pub
Will you look really good
For if you do, turn me on you would
Will you have a personality to match
Morals too, and no diseases I could catch
Will you treat me like I want
Or will you tease me and be a taunt
Will it be big or small
Should I judge you by it at all
Will you treat me like a queen
Will you be like nothing I’ve ever seen
As years go by, my standards get low
To a convent I may have to go
With thoughts of “Settling” on my mind
It’s those who lack looks I often do find
I sit and wait for Mr. Right to come
Perhaps some day…I will get one.