He could see through me
Read me like a book
Always coming back
To a second look
And he’s cool as a breeze
The wayfaring stranger
The essence of omnipotence 
And absence of danger 
And he smiles and he laughs
And he holds my hand
I turned round to say
Shur, amn’t I grand
As the twinkle in his eyes
Does a merry dance
What I wouldn’t do 
For another chance 
At your magnificent glory
You’re ten stories high
And I think I’m gonna love you
Til the day that I die
As you move through the waves
Like you were born on a beach
I have stuff to say
But you’re just out of reach
But meet me right there
And just so with your beauty 
He’s highway 69
And just the kind to suit me