Kirsten Dunst, Kirsten Dunst
I had a dream I had a dream about you once
You were lying in a big red bowl of punch
Kirsten Dunst, aha-aha
Kirsten Dunst, won't you, hold my hand
And take me on a walk with you along the warm white sand?
You're so busy but take a break I know you can
Kirsten Dunst, aha-aha
The fire in my blood is burning just for you
You got your hands around the heart that blood is moving through
Kirsten Dunst, Kirsten Dunst
Why don't you date someone who's not famous for once?
Do you really want to kiss the guy who does your stunts?
Kirsten Dunst, um-um
Kirsten Dunst, you got a million fans
Who write you that they love you in a hundred million love letters
But way out in your mail bag there's a guy who loves you better
Kirsten Dunst, oh yeah, that's me
You look so lonely, and I've been waiting oh so long
I bet Toby Mcguire never wrote you your own folk song
Kirsten Dunst, I'm just another fan
But I can see through movie screens and rubbed-on tans
This whole world is just a platform where you stand
And I think I could be the man
Who puts a ring around your hand
And takes you to the promised land
I thought I'd tell you in a song
But I thought you might understand
But I'm afraid I did it bad
'Cause it was basically unplanned
I really hope that you're not mad
If you'd respond that would be grand
But if you don't I understand
Maybe I could just touch a strand of your blond hair
Kirsten Dunst, aha-aha, okay.