Librarian

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
 So I watch you through the bookcase
 Imagining a scene
 You and I had dinner, spending time when you sleep
 And what then would I say to you
 Lying there in bed
 These words were the kiss I would play in your head
 What is it inside our heads
 That makes us do the opposite
 Makes us do the opposite
 Of what's right for us
 'Cause everything'd be great
 And everything'd be good
 If everybody gave
 Like everybody could
 Sweetest little bookworm
 Hidden underneath
 Is the sexiest librarian
 Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
 Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
 Simple little beauty
 Heaven in your breath
 Simplest of pleasures
 The world at its best