here she comes maybe this time she will notice me
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a simple smile or a wave would mean so much
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but she'll just walk right be she never says hello to me
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oh well i guess i'm just down on my luck
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and i'm trying to be cool
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as she walks right by
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trying to pretend
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that she never caught my eye
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as soon as she's out of sight
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i'll walk home once again
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spend the rest of the night
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with her vision in my head
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and as she's drawing near
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she stops to tie her shoe
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here comes the nervousness
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of not knowing what to do
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i offer her my hand
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to help her to get up
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tell her that she's beautiful
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and then she tells me she's in love
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with another guy
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why does this always happen to me
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why are they always so happy
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in love with someone else
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before i get a chance
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what has he got that i don't have
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that i don't have
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Trying To Be Cool
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| Agent Felix |
