(Girl Version Power Song for a Power Girl)
I met him in the recovery room
I made him feel like smiling soon
After work I’ll come on by
Check you out make sure your fine
The next day he was in a haze
Hungover from the sublimaze
He had a beer and called this nurse
Chasing women was his tragic curse
Chasing women was his tragic curse
I raked my nails across his chest
It’s when he knew I was the best
I’m not faded history
I’m an ever present memory
I’m an ever present memory
Monday came and he caught a plane
I made his mind work like a train
Revving engines and hauling cars
Could this nurse really be from Mars
When he landed he made the call
Let’s drink a beer and have a ball
He’ll be back in a few more days
I blow his mind like purple haze
I blow his mind like purple haze
I raked my nails across his chest
It’s when he knew I was the best
I’m not faded history
I’m an ever present memory
I’m an ever present memory
Another airport like a Thunderdome
I picked him up and took him home
Tomorrow’s a party what should I say
We’ll sip champagne and play croquet
Life’s a game with a sticky wicket
Gonna punch this cowboy’s ticket
To tell the truth I don’t need to lie
He won’t want an alibi
He won’t want an alibi
I clawed my nails into his chest
It’s when he knew I was the best
I’m not faded history
I’m an ever present memory
I’m an ever present memory
© 2012 Paul Mize
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