Song Description

This guy's too full of himself to consider himself a loser ... in spite of all his shortcomings, he's a qualifyer to be "Mr. Right"...

Lyrics

?Mr. Right?

If you want a good look at me, turn off the light
If you wanna hang loose with me, then just sit tight...
If you'll illuminate for me; my light's not too bright
well I may be wrong but I might be Mr. Right

It?s short arms you count on when the check arrives
And if don't mind calling once around the block a ride
And if my faux-leather shoes are genuine Naugahyde
then steppin out might not seem wrong with Mr. Right

Well I might drink, joke, smoke cigars and throw some dice
I might cuss and carry on all night, but if you could see through the thousand vices, then you?re the woman that recognizes I?m Mr. Right...

I may work on a farm but girl I'm makin hay, saving up for you so we might get away. I'd do just about anything to make you stay,
well hang on cause Mr. Right is on the way...

I may be short on looks and brains, long on corn but that remains
I might be this and I might be that
but I?m true blue that?s a fact? don?t opposites attract??

So if this sounds good to you, turn off the lights
Then it?s easier to see; there's a future there with me
I ain't no mystery, I?m Mr. Right.

James Flynn / Mark Dux © 2005 All Rights Reserved