Niall James Holohan
The Woman I Love
How are you?
Never better
I’m the same
Who’d have guessed?

That’s the way the cookie crumbles
And I’m hungry for whatever’s next

You’re not the woman I’m dreaming of
But you are the woman I love
The woman I love
The woman I love
The woman I love

It’s Wednesday night
Stick on Robotnik and we’ll dance around the flat
We’ll do shots of Wild Turkey
You’ll dance naked in my hat

You’re not the woman I’m dreaming of
But you are the woman I love
The woman I love
The woman I love
The woman I love