Staring at the ceiling in my pink pyjamas
Day dreaming of making more family dramas
In my bunny slippers I wriggle my toes
Have to remind mom to get me more of those
The phone rings, its someone from the girly gang
Talks about having some guilt pangs
I assure her that we shall talk over brunch
She and the others from the merry bunch
Getting ready for…… an interview
With my hero, my God…oh only if you knew
How much I love him, how much I care
A film without him…I wouldn't dare
We go over the questions, our expressions we rehearse
He is a bit distant, oh could it get worse
I try giving me best dimpled smile
He smiles back, everything is ok for a while
But he isn't his own self , something is bothering him
Why, I ask…afterall you're the King
An idiot, he says, is disturbing his sleep
The box office numbers are making him weep
Don't worry, I tell him, we'll beat him in his game
After all success is your second name
I am with you forever, come what may
We'll show the world this Valentine's day!!
What I don't tell him is that I am nervous as hell
Let me put my hand to my heart and say AaL iZZ WeLL!!
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