Fantasy Lady

By Ted Lehman Copyright (c) 2000

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Cruising for a bruising always winning never loosing
she's looking so fine tonight
You know that she aint fakin' when you hear those hearts a breakin'
There's no way to escape that sexy sight

Fantasy Lady Take me away
Fantasy Lady what can I say
Are you real or a dream my fantasy queen
You're all that I need you to be

She tastes for cocaine and vintage champagne
Her clothes are always the best
She's one hot little momma that makes men want to holler
She's always a cut above the rest