She’s trippin

She thinks I’m beautiful,
Yet I do not see it,
we all wanna be beautiful,
we all wanna feel it.

Mr. Jones wants to be funky,
shes staring at you, isn’t she?

She thinks I’m beautiful,
She must be mad,
the nice kind of insane.

She thinks i’m rad,
like her dad,
she thinks i’m cool,
she’s probably missed some school.

She looks at me,
she thinks i’m the one,
How do I tell her,
it is all in good fun?

We stare at the beautiful women …

MM 20.9.15

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