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she shone up bright like a knife
wearing tennis shorts made of stripes
hand in hand to the grass and we got it right
got it nice, nice, nice
just a glimpse of an ankle and I
react like its 1805
and Id swim to the poles just to find the right satellite
itll take all of my strength to give up
but you all know I tried
so forget about it, girl
my heads like a kite
when such a creature I sight
to town!
where youre feet leave no prints on the ground
have I left my home just to whine in this microphone?
it gets worse every time that we talk
cant afford to be just one in a flock
but thats your lot
when youre after such a well-made lock
who was classically trained to give up
and my friends know I tried
so forget about it, girl
even I dont know why
I cant just stay the course
keep my hands on the wheel
our detractors were right
my heads like a kite
'cause all my thoughts run astray
and Im a walking clich
when such a creature I sight