Meg Ryan Lyrics - Self

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 wi be there blending racial amity 

While pineapples and sugar build me massive equity 

But if I were married to a movie star 

That'd be my arm around here waist 

As she flips off the camera 

And If Meg Ryan were my personal taste 

I'd be atop the Empire State every Valentine's 

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I'm afraid that you'd agree 

When you say you don't hold my attention great 

Ukelele's play love songs in Portuguese 

That you've made no attempt to every translate 

I want love waiting for me after school 

I'd like a stream of consciousness 

Everytime I take a breath 

I want love on the front porch after school 

I'd like a stream of consciousness 

Everytime I take a breath 

And if I were married to a movie star 

That'd be a smile upon my face 

As she sips her daquiris 

And if Meg Ryan were my personal taste 

I'd be atop the Empire State every Valentine's 

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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 pool 

While Mr. T pitties the fool 

-repeat 1st chorus-