Short Skirts and cocktails

She don't know me I see her quite often It's hard not

to stare when I see her walking

So I glance and turn my head quickly {laid back flow} But

one day I couldn't hold it back

I had to tell her she's extremely beautiful

So I did but it really hurts

{soft delivery}

Cause she probably only ever seen me mad or depressed

But then when she walks back I felt she was tryna hold

a smile back

She covers her mouth so I smiled back {emotional peak} It sucks

cause I got nothing to offer her

But I love seeing her oh so much Just wish I had

something to invest my life into more

But I'm here stuck {reflective close}

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