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I'm wasting time thinking about a girl
and stealing her away from her world
she and i would run away
i think of all the things that i'd say
We'd talk about important things
and i picture it in my dreams
she'd teach me about modern art
and i'd show her it's okay to fart and
Maybe i'd impress her
by being in a band and
maybe if i act real tough
she'd let me hold her hand and
maybe i'll win her heart
by writing this song about her
Sometimes i sit at home and
wonder if she's sitting at home
thinking of me and wondering if i'm
sitting at home, thinking about her
or am i just wasting my time
Remembering how she laughed at kinko's
when i made fun of that guy
remebering the look she gave me
when i told her that i used to fry
I really want to ask her out
but my ego could never take it
and even if i got the balls
you know that the cougar would never make it
And in my town you can't drive naked
And maybe i'd impress her
by being in a band and
maybe if i act real tough
she'd let me hold her hand and
maybe i'll win her heart
by writing this song about her
Sometimes i sit at home and
wonder if she's sitting at home
thinking of me and wondering if i'm
sitting at home, thinking about her
or am i just wasting my time
Am i just wasting my time
am i just wasting my time
am i just wasting my time
wasting my time thinking about a girl