I wake in the morning
Her picture's on my wall
And on the shampoo bottle
In my shower stall
It's almost like she lives here
Each package shows her face
She's got to have the greatest body
In the human race
She's my Madison Avenue Mama
And she's got such a hold over me.
She's on my box of cerial
She's in each magazine
Her eyes and hair look thirty
But her smile looks seventeen
She's ultra-photogenic
She's got such broad appeal
Her legs are long and supple
Just on paper, never real
She's my Madison Avenue Mama
And I know she does that flirtin' just for me.
Hello there baby
How ya been
I know your happy to see me
Just look at how you grin!
I'm turning on my TV
I know that you'll be there
You've ruined all other woman
because none of them compare
Your my Madison Avenue Mama
And you frustrate the bewhosits out of me.
I know that she will someday
Be my loving bride.
Then she will be so happy
And I'll swell up with pride.
But, in the lonely meantime
She'll be right here with me
Her face is on my jamies
So she'll always sleep with me
She's my Madison Avenue Mama
And she's making a fortune off of me.
Adding your comment:
This is toooooo cute! What a fun read, but from you, well, you are the one that does this style so well, and makes them so believeable!! What a great job! I really enjoyed this one!!
