Lemme tell you a little story bout this girl I saw
Soon as she caught my eye I heard rock guitars in the background
Cause she had so much edge and so much style
and plus the body was stacked now
This girl was out of this planet
She took my breath away
I've never been asthmatic
but I was for that one day
Oh how could this be?
Can anyone possibly
be as perfect as she?
So I came to this conclusion:
She was just an illusion
All those guitars
were sustained in my brain
All day and night
they nearly drove me insane
I couldn't get the image of her face
to go away
She was just stuck in my brain
Was she really real?
She didn't feel quite real...
Next day I saw her again
She walked up to me with a friendly grin
She asked me, "What time is it?"
And I replied, "It's about 3:56 in the afternoon."
My tongue hanging out like an animal
She make me wanna wild out and act a fool
but I kept it together and played it cool
Oh, Was she just a mirage?
Cause when I blink my eye's
Poof
She was gone
and never to be found
So I came to this conclusion:
She was just an illusion
(Chorus)
When something seems
way too good to be true
it usually is
and so I'm left to assume
that she's nothing more than
just a figment of my
wild imagination
or a hallucination
Is she really real?
She doesn't feel quite real...
Oh the guitars were ringing in my ear
Long after she disappeared
and I saw her face almost everywhere I turned
You see it's been awhile since then
and I never saw her again
But I'm waiting for the day that she'll return
(Chorus)
Is she really real?
She doesn't feel quite real...