He was a beautiful child He made me laugh, he made me smile. The golden path was paved Still, he was 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. 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 his perfect teeth. I shouldn't say it aloud, (Patrick) Don't you know he makes his mother proud. (Bateman) I hope he'll settle down, (Patrick) He's so great with kids now. (Bateman) You seem sweet, not like the other girls I meet. (Patrick) You two would look so nice together, (Bateman) If you wore a dress and your shoes were better. (Patrick) It's a nice thought, But it's just a daydream Getting to know him is harder than it may seem. It's a nice thought But I'm just a secretary And all of this romance seems a little scary. It's a nice thought It's a nice thought Patrick Bateman