You are.
You must be.
Every man's dream.
Yes, you are, love.

More than a fantasy, you every man's reality.
Yes, you are every man's fantasy.
From head to toe, you're every man's dream.

Some of us picture a certain woman' in his mind.
One that hard for some to describe.
Then on the other hand words flow so easily.

That's why?
That's why?
You every man's dream.
You are.
You must be.

That's why many men have dreams.

When, I cut on my music to play?
It is that old style country sounds.
Nothing these country rock style artists with the rock guitars know.

In my truck
I might be listening to Buck(Buck Owens)
Or Conway (Conway Twitty)
I just believe that style and sound was so pretty.

Then, if I am at home?
It might be Johnny (Cash)
Or those original brothers -(Statlers)
Nothing against these rock style country stars. (with the roc guitars)

Give me Lynn(Loretta) or (Anderson).
I might throw in Tammy (Wynette)
And that lady with those pretty eyes called Barbara Mandrell

Then, who can't listen to Willie?
No last name needed.
Yes, I'm old-style country and guess I always be.

And I have nothing to hide just like Charley Pride.
Okay, I might have a taste for a little George Strait and Allan Jackson.
They remind me of that old style country passion.

I know it.
Yes, I know it.
Known, it for a while.

So, when you look at her?
Never am I jealous.
Not in the least.

I know I have a loving living dream.

So, when you look at her?
Never am I jealous.
Not in the least.

You only confirming what I have long ago?
That I'm blessed with a beautiful woman.

And I am not jealous.
Not in the least.
When you look at her?

Cause I know it.
Yes, I know it.
Know, it for a while.

Somewhere, in the world he exists.
Mister heartbreaker.
Many of us have ran into him.

And many times, it's not his fault.
He just spoke words that many women bought into.
Hey, this really, really nothing new.

You're not the first and won't be the last.

A new mister heartbreaker with arise and be blame for your pain.
For some reason, it always works that way.
And many times, it's not his fault.
But some accepts it-because some regret the pain they created.

But to you and friends he is mister heartbreaker.

She said, I knew you like being in love.
I said how?
She said from the music you play and from the way you sway.

Your styles say, so many things.

She said, I knew you could kiss and hadn't kissed me yet.
I was curious, so I said how?
She said it for me to guess and I put her to the test.

I guess she a mind reader.

She said somethings I can't put down on paper.
I said why?
Then she spoke it and was completely right.

I believe she's a mind reader.

Cause she reding me so well.