Don't know if it's her or something someone said

Now the front of her head's in the back of my head

She's the girl I want to wed

She's the girl with the Imax forehead

 

When I  look at her screen

My insides scream 

She's my best dream

Without being obscene 

Her frontal lobes

Where her thoughts abode

Triggers my sapio mode

To love her loads

 

I ain't being sarcastic 

I really think She's fantastic 

In love I'm a spastic

It's either her or monastic

 

The girl with the imax forhead

 

She had such a smile it travelled a mile

Her eyes were brighter than photons