Beginnings of a Beard Lyrics

I dreamt a hot-to-trot blonde bombshell
Built by my brain to bring me love
She had a pair of legs I could sink my teeth into
a body held tight by a tank that was see-through

But something about her face had me laughing
Same color as her hair, and just as well-kept
a beard that was flow-y and hung to her breasts
a beard she could grab, pull apart, and groom flawless

And it draped from the middle of her face to the top of her waist
We glowed on neon thrones for days and days
Someone I could love on and laugh with, well-suited for dreams
My pining, I find, is an underlying theme