Dreams really are a very funny thing

No, not ha ha but it’s the thoughts they bring

For some it’s a hero or soldier or cop

Or just being a real great guy, kinda pop.

And as for the girls, well I do know some,

I just bet they want to be like their mum


But as for me, I’m very different see

‘caus I don’t know what I want to be

I lead a charge of cavalry, riding my bike

Or invent a brand new ice-cream everyone would like

Or else knock the bully down on the floor

And  just get to kiss the cute girl next door


I guess I could do about any thing

Except I know I cannot sing

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