you re a god blessed well dressed socialite queen i m a redneck half drunk trailer park breed when we go to parties you don t want to be seen with a boy with a boy with a boy like me i ve been hanging around with the old silk hat listening to the stories that the bums spit out while you re off in some wonderland looking for a parallel kind of man i said looking for a parallel kind of man halloween i bought you twelve white roses you asked to ride the haunted ferris wheel i was scared of heights so new york stole ya why can t it just be real why is it never real in a broken down broken down broken down van on the side of the road where the city ends you re a dream you re a dream you re a dream i had dreams are not real baby they re just that dreams are not real baby they re just that dreams are not real baby they re just that