Scarlett, We Need to Talk Lyrics

I was making love to Scarlett Johansson

Who calls me Mr. Handsome

Told me with tears of joy I was the very

Very best lover she'd ever been with

I said tell me something I don't know

And then she did

That I reminded her of Brad Pitt

And I said true, me too, I remind me of him too

We went at it all night, I was on fire

And I'm not a liar

Fourth of July and Bastille Day

A revolution is what she said

She'd never known real love before

She wanted more, and did she get more

Before I lit up a cigarette

And she smiled as she caught her breath

But then the gentle snore of my old lady

Brought me back ashore to another reality

And by the glow of the moon I saw a little drool

Trickle down her cheek and my knees grew weak

Oh, Scarlett, we need to talk, this is no joke

You say you need me, but, you see

My heart is taken, I'm not free

You say you won't love anymore

There's no one else you can adore

But please let your wishes not be for me

There's plenty fishes in the sea

Now I lie in bed, just a little red, in my purple onesies

My wife who calls me Mr. Handsome, asleep right next to me

There's no one else I will adore, no one else I will love anymore

If not for that tiny little drool

I'd have made of me such a fool

Oh yes, her gentle snore brought me back to her tender shore

Scarlett, stop calling me, it's getting awkward can't you see?

Under the shimmering moon I roll over so we can spoon

Scarlett, however real I seemed, I will always be just a dream