Ophelia

From my teenage daze She was getting down to a guitar groove She could rock and roll ( boy could she)!! When her mom and dad raised her 'Bet they broke the mold She was wearing cool black leather jeans Just like a second skin "Said Hi..My names Ophelia! Wanna take a sawdust spin Ophelia..asked me to dance (did it..did it..did it) That pretty little amber blonde Put me in a black leather trance I thought...Girl if you've got a mindset To give my heart a thrill Ophelia......Well I think I will! Then she put her little satin hand in mine The softest touch I had felt in a long time I saw magic in her warm brown eyes If it is really real She might turn this sawdust into silk Ophelia...asked me to dance......... Protected by Broke Poets Insurance Inc.