| How would you feel |
| If I called you right now? |
| Warmed up my wheels? |
| Said let’s go out of town? |
| Would you like me more |
| If I lived spontaneously? |
| Leapt through every open door? |
| Maybe smiled with my teeth? |
| No beating 'round the bush |
| Not afraid to break a leg |
| And when shoving comes to push |
| My pride wouldn’t take a dent |
| I would light every room |
| And not even have to try |
| Things would roll right off my back |
| And I would rarely every cry |
| Dream girl |
| How would you feel |
| If I puffed out my chest? |
| Played the pixie dream girl? |
| And I performed my very best? |
| Would you love me more |
| If I swept up my floors? |
| And I fixed myself up real nice |
| For the chance to be yours? |
| No beating 'round the bush |
| Not afraid to break a leg |
| And when shoving comes to push |
| My pride wouldn’t take a dent |
| I would light every room |
| And not even have to try |
| Things would roll right off my back |
| And I would rarely every cry |
| Dream girl |
| I could be your dream girl |
| I could be your dream girl |
| How would you feel, dream girl |
| How would you feel, dream girl |
| I could be your dream girl |
| I could be your dream girl |