| I saw in the hallway, I bet that’s what they all say
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| You probably didn’t even notice I was the loser
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| Who was starin' at my shoes n' couldn’t think of nothing to say
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| I’m on the runway, of a flight that’s goin' one way, on «cross your finger»
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| airlines
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| I’m pickin' up pace, no frontin', getting nervous in the worst way,
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| here goes nothin'
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| I saw walkin' over, now she’s slowly movin' closer
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| Wrote her a letter bout a week ago n', to my surprise, she replied and said:
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| You can hold me once, you can hold me twice
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| Even better if the stars are good tonight
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| You can hold me, be my one and only
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| This is the reply to the letter you wrote me
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| You told me to meet you after gym class
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| But I forgot to get a hall pass, and got sent to the office
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| You tried to call me, asked everyone around who saw me
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| They didn’t even notice
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| You’re on your way now, movin' with your parents to some hick town
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| A thousand miles away
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| I’m in the playground, with my memories, so much I could say now
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| I still remember when
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| I saw her walkin' over, now she’s slowly movin' closer
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| Wrote her a letter bout a week ago n', to my surprise, she replied and said:
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| It’s been a while since we said «hi», three hundred sixty-five days have gone
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| by now
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| And I could paint a picture of you, I see you every time I pass your locker
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| Remember the time we talked til, six a.m. and I’m tired of missing you |