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You

I saw you come in And sit next to a blonde I didnt take much notice But then i saw your face And memories yearned To resurface in my mind I knew you somehow I wondered if you knew me Your face was so familiar And gorgeous to say the least I had a crush on you back then Whenever it was And now here you were Hair all naturally Laid out over your shoulders There was a helmet I wondered if it was yours I understood you rode A motorcycle This was a big turn on You seemed like some goddess Who had decsended From hot rock chick heaven I craved you because I knew we couldnt be You would never go For a guy like me Strange and scronny I would bore you With my mundane life For those reasons I cant stop thinking of you But maybe we will Run into eachother again We’ll say its coincidence While i high five my guides