By Sara
Look at that guy...
Isn't he hott?
Wouldn't you think his looks are complete?
Wouldn't you think he's the guy,
The guy who is perfect?
Look at his bod
Muscles unshown
How many wonders can one wizard hold?
Lookin' at him you'd think
(Sure) He's amazing!
I've got wands and snitches aplenty
I've got owlzits and elfzits galore
(You want blugders??
I got twenty)
But who cares?
No big deal
I want HIM
I wanna be where Oliver Wood is
I wanna see
Wanna see him flyin'
Soarin' along on those,
(Whad'ya call 'em?) oh - brooms
Driving around won't get you too far
Broomsticks are required for
sweeping, swooping
Gliding' along blockin' a
(What's that thing again?) quaffle
Up where they fly
Up where they soar
Up where they stream across the sky...
Wanderin' free
Wish I could be
Part of his world
What would I give
If I could live
Where ever he is
What would I pay
To spend a day
Wrapped in his arms
Betcha in his land
They understand
Bet they don't make fun of obsessions
Bright young women
Luvin him'
Wanting Him
And ready to know what he's thinkin
Askin him my questions
And get some answers
Why's he so cute and why does it make me
(What's the word?) burn?
When's it my turn?
Wouldn't I love
Love to explore that guy up above?
Out of this land
Wish I could be
Part of his world