Not My Size

Not My Size

Wittke-Lüers-Merck / Lüers-Wittke

I met that girl at the grocery store
The prettiest thing I’ve ever seen
„so common baby, wantcha dine with me,
Tonight you could be my queen“, my queen
You could be my queen
You’re the girl I’m always dreamin‘ of
And i could think that you could be my love

Later on at the restaurant
I ordered steak, a bigger one
She had pizza vegetarian
It soon turned out she’s not the one
She’s not the one, she’s not the one
She’s not the girl I’m always dreamin‘ of
How could i think that she could be my love

I tried to love you, i tried to love you, i tried to love you, girl
Sorry honey but you’re not my size

The next day (I) saw that car downtown
(with) leather seats it looked so fine
A multi-tone with lots of chrome
20 feet long it must be mine
It must be mine
That’s the car I’m always dreamin‘ of
So i could think that it could be my love

Spend my last dime for this „driving dream“
To cruise around that ole main street
(but) when I looked out for a parking space
Somehow it showed it isn’t made for me
It ain’t made for me, it ain’t made for me
That’s not the car I’m always dreamin‘ of
How could I think that it could be my love

I tried to love you, i tried to love you, i tried to love you, car
Sorry honey but you’re not my size

To try my luck again today
Think I buy me a brand new suit
Handmade, sparkling in neon light
That blue one looks so good
It looks so good, it looks so good
That’s the suit I’m always dreamin‘ of
I could think that it could be my love

The tailor says „please try it on
But maybe it’s too tight“
I put it on, the seems all tear
Looks like a mess but the color’s right
The color’s right, the color’s right
That’s not the suit I’m always dreamin‘ of
But i think that it must be my love, must be my love

I learn to love you, i learn to love you, I learn to love you, suit
Sorry honey, you’re still not my size