A glance on the sly
A smile so shy
Georgeous long lashes on beautiful brown eyes.
A quiet laugh
What a sweet smile he has
Listening to soft jazz
I wonder if he could be my missing half.
Whispers behind hands
Talk of the Mystery Man
Lost in a fantasy land
Lightheaded and weak-kneed, I can barely stand.
OK, enough of this crap
Lord I'm turning into such a sap
No wonder teen girls get such a bad rap
I'll do us all a favor and end this: I'll just ask the boy out!