You're nearly everything I ever needed. You're almost the woman of my dreams. Sometimes you even look good in the morning. And I love the way you fill out your blue jeans. Sometimes you remind me of Annie Oakley. And there's times you're more like Annie Hall. I wish you’d come along when I go hunting. But you do all your hunting in the mall.

There are many things I love about you. Though right now nothing comes to mind. You're just about all I'd ever wished for. The closest thing to Ellie Mae I'll find.

You’ll never have to be a super model, or be there when I'm down on my luck. I'm not looking for the perfect housewife. Just a girl who knows how to fix my truck. So you’ll do ‘less I find someone better,
Who looks more like Marsha Brady.
‘Til then you’re my hillbilly girl.
You’ll be my Rocky Mountain Lady.