jessica alba

Oh, Jessica Alba,

I'm wasting my youth

Stuck in the screen,

avoiding the truth You're a midsummer

classic, a beautiful face And I'm

just a kid stuck in last

place

Just a poster on my wall

Early autumn on the West Coast

sands Looking at a poster,

shaking hands You were on the

screen a lifetime away

Away

In the television static comes your

name I'm just a spectator in

your game

Oh, Jessica Alba,

I'm wasting my youth

Stuck in the screen,

avoiding the truth You're a midsummer

classic, a beautiful face And I'm

just a kid stuck in last

place

Idle nights in a silent room

Dreaming of a movie star under

the moon

I know every line of your

silver screen grace But I'm just

a ghost in a crowded space

Are you real or just a

fantasy? A classic poster looking back

at me

Oh, Jessica Alba,

I'm wasting my youth

Stuck in the screen,

avoiding the truth You're a midsummer

classic, a beautiful face And I'm

just a kid stuck in last

place

Just a poster on my wall