Picture this, I'm in an English bar
With a young American country star
She's telling me all about her new guitar
She's a little bit clever, a little bit daft
A little bit happy with a broken heart
I suppose

Picture this, we're by the corner till
We've got our pints up on the windowsill
Between the dust and the daffodils
I'm a little bit dirty, she's a little bit thrilled
It's a little bit like that scene from Notting Hill
Yeah, I suppose

Picture this, I'm in a limousine
With my young American country queen
We're rolling 'round like tangerines
She's a little bit lovely, she's a little bit mean
She's a little bit taller than she is on screen
Yeah, I suppose

Well, picture this, and boy, we're driving fast
The paparazzis are flying past
Like rain on tinted glass
I'm a little bit common and she's a little bit class
It's little bit longer than a dream