| And I was walking in my…
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| so glad no-one I know, lives near me 'tracksuit bottoms'.
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| White Air-Wack trainers!
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| Quickly put on (hold up, hold up LyricL, isn’t that inside out?): Jumper
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| …just as I saw him… and he was…
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| Tall with a meaning.
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| Dark enough to never question which box to tick!
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| Shoulders broad enough to make a quaterback feel insecure!
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| With his Will you marry me smile, which released to purest yes i will teeth.
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| 'Hi!'
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| De de do do doot de doo. |
| (I mean!!) De de de do do doot de doo (no no no!
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| ) De de do do doot de doo, De de de do do doot de doo,
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| Doot de dooooo!
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| De de doot de-de-de-de doot de-de doo! |
| Dar, Dar… Darr!
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| So now the bre thinks I’m off-key! |
| Truley! |
| Will he never-ever look at me?
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| Tradgedy! |
| More so a catashtrophy! |
| Made the situation worst than it nearly
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| clearly needed to be. |
| Thought after the thinking. |
| The one opportunity to link &
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| now the bre thinks I’m drinking or possibly lean… it's oscene,
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| 'because I’m real & I’m clean' (Okay your going scene!)…
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| Wish I can could live this day again!
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| Please can I live this day again?
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| (Please can I live this day again! Please can I live this day again.
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| Please can I live this day again. |
| Please can I live. |
| Please. |
| Pleeeeeeeease!)
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| It was like a happy, shiny forhead, sweat beads on my top-lip. |
| (ooh I bet your
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| used to this?) Need to get some icecream…& yes I do know fattening it is as a
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| vocal artist (rare-rare-rare!!) Water-fights, sleeping in the park,
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| call in sick to go beach & eat strawberrys type of Tuesday.
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| And I was walking in my… slip-on step-cross trainers.
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| Cocoa butter was made for my right to wear those 'arn't you related to Flo Jo?
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| ' shorts. |
| Cool. |
| Calm. |
| Confident. |
| Please don’t hate on me Angela Basset
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| halterneck when I saw him!
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| …no no my-bad nope, he saw me!
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| I smiled at his attempt to call me. |
| As I continued past him on my journey…
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| & if he wouldn’t stop it would burn me (it's too early!).
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| So I stop.
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| I turn around.
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| I look at him & I’m like…'Hi'.
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| Chorus x 2
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| De de do do doot de doo. |
| (I mean!!) De de de do do doot de doo (no no no!
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| ) De de do do doot de doo, De de de do do doot de doo,
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| Doot de dooooo!
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| De de doot de-de-de-de doot de-de doo! |
| Dar, Dar… Darr! |