Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong,
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand,
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh send me a prince to make me a king,
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other,
and relish visits with my mother.
