We were both in dance class,
all I did was stare at your ***
while I plunked on the piano.
I was such a dweeb back then,
actually I still kind of am,
but I felt like I had no
chance with you.
But here I am today
with no women in my way
my roommates were still my wingmen.
Apparently you thought I was cute,
in your spandex you felt like a ******
and were to afraid to give me your number then.
Today is my final chance
to see if we can make this last
and let me take you out.
You look great in your summer dress
I'm in my Sunday best just so I
can find what you're all about.
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 3:04 AM UTC
We were both in dance class,
all I did was stare at your ***
while I plunked on the piano.
I was such a dweeb back then,
actually I still kind of am,
but I felt like I had no
chance with you.
But here I am today
with no women in my way
my roommates were still my wingmen.
Apparently you thought I was cute,
in your spandex you felt like a ******
and were to afraid to give me your number then.
Today is my final chance
to see if we can make this last
and let me take you out.
You look great in your summer dress
I'm in my Sunday best just so I
can find what you're all about.
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