Like Jeanne McGuire

Sometimes I get lost in silly daydreams

Like in the bank doing the money routine

I like looking at the bank V.P.

Even though I know she can’t see me.

She wears a business suit and a big diamond ring

Except on Fridays – it’s a casual thing

In her mind everything’s black and white

You can’t be a stripper, but piano’s alright.

She knows all about loans

Fax machines and cellular phones

How to say yes and sometimes no

How to say goodbye and without saying hello

There’s a pleasant even-handedness I admire

I wish I had a friend like Jeanne McGuire.

I wish I had a friend like Jeanne McGuire

Oh, where can I find one?

I wish I had a friend like that.

But I took the wrong turn on the road

The heavy side of the load

Got in the longest line at the store

I looked at strike three; I thought it was ball four.

I wonder why I’m not there instead of where I am

Swimming with the sharks, my finger in the dam

Living on the edge for so many years

Heart on my sleeve, cryin’ crocodile tears.

I really toss and turn at night

I’m old enough to know that this is not right

And I’m embarrassed to wake up with this midnight desire

But I wish I had a friend like Jeanne McGuire

I wish I had a friend like Jeanne McGuire

Oh, where can I find one?

I wish I had a friend like Jeanne McGuire

Yeah, I want a friend like that.

Well maybe it’s a crush so I’ll keep it hush hush

Wouldn’t want to cause an uncomfortable blush

Guess I’ll throw some water on this schoolboy fire

Better redirect this misplaced desire.

Everybody needs and everybody wants

A friend like Jeanne McGuire

I wish I had a friend like Jeanne McGuire

Banastre Tarleton

September 1999 – Revised February 13, 2002

NO. 192