This girl wears glasses she always has
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Can't remember a time without them
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And she can trace every faze
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In her photograph album
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And this is girl is pretty she's always been
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With her glasses or without them
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And if she could see the girl I see
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Maybe she'd no longer doubt it
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When I tell her she's lovely
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When I tell her she's cool
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When I tell her my light goes on when she's in the room
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When I tell her I love her
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And I tell her I'll be
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Right there beside her all the time's she can't see
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Well this is girl is I fussy she's always been
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Things have to be just right
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From the way that she dresses to who she believes
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She makes sure the bed clothes are tucked in tight
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Well I told you she's fussy so it puzzles me
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Why this girl wants to be with me
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Maybe she feels it deep in her soul
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That I really love her
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This Girl Wears Glasses
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| Paul Colman |
