Letra de Lucia
With your nail file, scarf tied in the "British style" and headphones from the audio aisle, you caught my glance. When we first met I wanted to make you my pet, and though I haven't yet I hope to soon.

I've been waiting for the day you'd come along, when I wouldn't have to say, "Play me a song." 'Cause when I close my eyes, I hear a tune, and blind I read the contours of this room.

I have no pretense — parts of you don't make no sense. But in your defense, you've got a really nice pair of pants. Hey, I'd rather focus on your merit. The shoe's loose but I think I'd like to wear it. I've brought along some soup; we can share it if you'll just pick up your spoon.

I've been waiting for the day you'd come along, when I wouldn't have to say, "Play me a song." 'Cause when I close my eyes, I hear a tune, and blind I read the contours of this living room.

Lucia, I'm living for today. I'm living in the moment. I know it'll go away.

Lucia, I do suppose I like the slope of your nose. Why don't you strike that feline pose, sigh and stretch your lazy legs?