Mother: He was perfect, my perfect little angel
He was a beautiful child
He made me laugh, he made me smile
A golden path was paved
Still you were so well behaved
It’s a funny thing
He loved to dance, he loved to sing
Such beautiful blonde curls
I knew one day he’d rule the world
Jean: It’s a nice thought
Patrick as a little child
Playing at the seaside
His spirit free, his laughter wild
It’s a nice thought
To think that underneath
He’s baring his sweet soul, not just perfect teeth
Mother: I shouldn’t say it aloud
But you know he makes his mother proud
I hope he’ll settle down
He’d be so great with kids around
And you seem sweet
Not like the other girls I meet
You two would look so nice together
If you wore a dress and your shoes were better
It’s nice thought
Jean: But it’s just a daydream
Getting to know him
Is harder than it may seem
It’s a nice thought
But I’m a secretary
An office romance seems a little scary
It’s a nice thought
It’s a nice thought
Patrick Bateman