I want a man like a tree, with arms like branches to wrap all around me, love for me in his
arms, like the trunk of a tree, to just love me.
I want a man like a rock, good and true and pure of heart, an open mind to let me be me,
understanding when I need to be free.
Woah, this is Irma's song, woah, and you can sing along.
Ooh, do you hear what I say?
Hey, hey, hey.
I want a swing from a limb, just like Tarzan, Jane, or Jungle Jim.
I want a house in a tree, with a man who just loves me.
But what's a grown-up to do when these little girl dreams aren't coming true?
Just keep hoping and wishing me well, maybe someday you can never tell.
Woah, this is Irma's song, woah, and you can sing along.
Ooh, do you hear what I say?
Hey, hey, hey.
I want a man like a tree, with arms like branches to wrap all around me, love for me in his
heart, like the trunk of a tree, to just love me.
Woah, this is Irma's song, woah, and you can sing along.
Ooh, do you hear what I say?
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.