You were just one of the guys I ought to admire,
and to be your girl is my greatest desire;
The touch of your hand, the warmth of your embrace,
the feeling of the moment, only in my mind I could trace.
Whenever you pass by, my heart skips a beat,
but when you turn away, I feel like a soldier in defeat;
You make me melt like ice when you come near,
I may seen not to notice you, but to me you are so dear.
You make me spic & span whenever you're around,
You rule my world, to you I'm bound;
You're so charming and passionate yet so divine,
Why can't you just be mine?
From a Desperate Girl
From a Desperate Girl
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