Trying to be cool as a cucumber,
Winding up as lame as that line
"Girl, you're like the point of a pen, you're so fine"
I wink and act like I'm hot
From her reactions, it's clear that I'm not
So, like the dork I am, I continue
"Girl, don't run away, I miss you!"
Chasing this girl like a stalker
When I'm just trying to talk her
Into giving me a chance,
And going with me to the 8th grade dance.
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