Perfect Man - Ryan Kelly

She was told, «Never trust that man 'cos he looks too old.»

He’d let her down, make her stay out late in his part of town.

But she’ll go, 'cos she loves the way that he makes her feel.

In his car, when he lets her sit behind the wheel.

All her friends tell her how he’s gonna do her wrong

How she’s changed, with her mini-skirt and her high heels on.

But they just don’t understand… he's her perfect man.

Another bar, he drinks all day and then gets in his car.

She’s by his side, another Friday night another drunken ride.

But his luck ran out, he didn’t see the headlights through his drunken haze.

Now he’s gone, and she’s in a chair for the rest of her days.

She stares at the sky and wishes she could be where he has gone.

Maybe he’d walk in, with a new tattoo and his blue jeans on.

They will never understand… he was her perfect man.

Lessons there to learn, never play with fire 'cos you’ll just get burned.

But can you go through life, never takin' a chance, always doin' what’s right?

She’s not that type of girl, she could never resist, he blew away her world.

She knew she shouldn’t have gone, but she felt so good with her hot pants on.

The friends she can’t forgive, they’ve all moved away, got their own lives to

live.

Sitting by the phone, she can’t accept her world, she’s been left alone.

And she dreams of him while she can… he was her perfect man.