Dairy girl's dream

This is a superfunked-great song I wrote the other night at 2am, I think. I call it this:

There once was a man without any hands.
He traded in his fingers for cheese graders.

He's a dairy girl's dream, a dairy girl's dream.
Look past the seems and you will see a real boy.

He's different than you and me,
He's a dairy girl's dream, a dairy girl's dream.

by: Todd Rachmaninoff Robbins