Have you ever wanted something so much but you know that deep in your heart it will never happen? Well that is how I am feeling when it comes to my ultimate dream. And I bet you can't guess what it is? No it is not about finding my dream man. It is not about living in a multi million dollar house. It is not even remotely connected to anything having to do with money or....wait well maybe money does play a factor. My dream is to see Tom Jones in concert. You see it is not unusual to want to see Tom Jones, the ultimate in man being. He is not only the greatest singer on earth but a fabulous entertainer and I just love the fact he caters to us women who so dreamingly look to a man like this to serenade us. With a voice that reflects coolness, sexiness and such power you forget he is just a simple man who have given his heart and soul to millions of women across the globe. He is certainly a Sex Bomb. 
I would throw this man my underwear anytime and any place. Now of course there is the younger version Robbie Williams, the next hottest Brit who has gleaming sex appeal and a hot haircut to boot. But Tom is the man in so many words. I would give my eye teeth, convoluted in gold metal to see this man in concert. I wonder if I would faint. I am not a fainter. Although I did faint at the David Cassidy Concert. But I leave that up to the fact that I was young and naive.
I wish I could find someone who would go with me to Vegas. I heard his concerts are all sold out. But I would find a way. But is there ever a chance I can see this man who so ripples with beads of sweat while singing to overwhelming crowds of perpetually screaming women. Don't call me Delilah or ask me what is new pussy cat. I am woman you see, oh wait that is Helen Reddy. "She's a Lady", that is me, waa waa, and that lady is mine. I always dreamed of walking down the aisle at my wedding to the sounds of Tom. Of course I would not be walking I would be dancing.
I have all of Tom's CD's. Sometimes, well a lot of times I will slip a Tom Jones CD into my car Cd player and sing at the top of my lungs, not giving a care in the world how many people are staring at me or making fun of me. There is nothing like rocking out in your car, not having a care in the world. I would sometimes close my eyes and just dream I was cuddled in his strong masculine arms while he would sing to me one of his love ballads. Of course not while I was in my car, wink wink. Oh well someday. Someday. I can be a part of those millions who have been so lucky enough to have at least one of their dreams come true. Love ya Tom.
I would throw this man my underwear anytime and any place. Now of course there is the younger version Robbie Williams, the next hottest Brit who has gleaming sex appeal and a hot haircut to boot. But Tom is the man in so many words. I would give my eye teeth, convoluted in gold metal to see this man in concert. I wonder if I would faint. I am not a fainter. Although I did faint at the David Cassidy Concert. But I leave that up to the fact that I was young and naive.
I wish I could find someone who would go with me to Vegas. I heard his concerts are all sold out. But I would find a way. But is there ever a chance I can see this man who so ripples with beads of sweat while singing to overwhelming crowds of perpetually screaming women. Don't call me Delilah or ask me what is new pussy cat. I am woman you see, oh wait that is Helen Reddy. "She's a Lady", that is me, waa waa, and that lady is mine. I always dreamed of walking down the aisle at my wedding to the sounds of Tom. Of course I would not be walking I would be dancing.
I have all of Tom's CD's. Sometimes, well a lot of times I will slip a Tom Jones CD into my car Cd player and sing at the top of my lungs, not giving a care in the world how many people are staring at me or making fun of me. There is nothing like rocking out in your car, not having a care in the world. I would sometimes close my eyes and just dream I was cuddled in his strong masculine arms while he would sing to me one of his love ballads. Of course not while I was in my car, wink wink. Oh well someday. Someday. I can be a part of those millions who have been so lucky enough to have at least one of their dreams come true. Love ya Tom.
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Hey if you want to go to Vegas, let nothing stop you.
You only live once and who knows what you may find out there.
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