Hello
Miss Red Petticoat
How I wish I knew your name
I see a spark within your eyes that says "I can't be tamed"
You caught my eye and now I know that I'm in deep deep trouble
Your teasing glances, though so sweet, will turn my joy to ruble
I cannot have you as my own, my parents wouldn't allow it
And anyways, I feel something for you, but I'm too afraid to show it
So please, beautiful, let your presence in my mind be called history
Because, as much as I want to know, your name must remain a mystery
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
Hello
Miss Red Petticoat
How I wish I knew your name
I see a spark within your eyes that says "I can't be tamed"
You caught my eye and now I know that I'm in deep deep trouble
Your teasing glances, though so sweet, will turn my joy to ruble
I cannot have you as my own, my parents wouldn't allow it
And anyways, I feel something for you, but I'm too afraid to show it
So please, beautiful, let your presence in my mind be called history
Because, as much as I want to know, your name must remain a mystery
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