Walk across the courtyard towards the library
I can hear the insects buzz and the leaves 'neath my feet
Ramble up the stairwell into the hall of books
Since we got the interweb, these hardly get used
Duck into the men's room, combing through my hair
When God gave us mirrors, He had no idea
Looking for a lesson in the periodicals
There, I spy you listening to the AM radio
Karen of The Carpenters singing in the rain
Another lovely victim of the mirror's evil way
It's not like you're not trying with a pencil in your hair
To defy the beauty the good Lord put in there
[Chorus]
Simple little bookworm
Buried underneath
Is the sexiest librarian
Take off those glasses
And let down your hair for me
[Verse 2]
So I watch you through the bookcase imagining a scene
You and I had dinner, spending time, then you sleep
And what then would I say to you lying there in bed?
These words, with a kiss, I would plant in your head
What is it inside our heads that makes us do the opposite
Makes us do the opposite of what's right for us?
'Cause everything'd be great and everything'd be good
If everybody gave like everybody could
[Chorus]
Sweetest little bookworm
Hidden underneath
Is the sexiest librarian
Take off those glasses
And let down your hair for me
Take off those glasses
And let down your hair for me
[Outro]
Simple little beauty, heaven in your breath
Simplest of pleasures, the world at its best