When the conversation turns, always has the right remark Eyes that pierce into your soul and teeth that glisten in the dark Every touch a warm caress, every movement filled with grace And letter-perfect love cliches, welcome almost every place Every mother's perfect catch, every maiden's shining knight Dropped out of some fairy tale, for their salvation A dream creation, call him Mr. Right Just like colored Christmas lights, keeps his ladies on a string Every time they start to fade, he turns them on like anything Swears his vast undying love until she makes that sweet surrender And by the time they've sobered up she's just another lost-weekender Every mother's perfect catch, every maiden's shining knight Dropped out of some fairy tale, for their salvation A dream creation, call him Mr. Right With a sizzle in his touch, and passion flowers in his eyes They won't get to see too much of what is under his disguise So take the words of warning here, the reason for this little song If you give in to Mr. Right, you'll find that you're his Mrs. wrong Every mother's perfect catch, every maiden's shining knight Dropped out of some fairy tale, for their salvation A dream creation, call him Mr. Right