When I saw her on the street
My heart began to pound
She looked so pretty, young, and sweet
I thought I’d ask if we could meet
The words could not be found.
When I saw her on the bus
My hands began to sweat
I didn’t want to make a fuss
Or spoil the chance for both of us
I wasn’t ready yet.
When I saw her in the bar
I knew I had to act
But I just watched her from afar
As if she were a movie star
I knew it's nerve I lacked.
When I saw her at my door
I thought she’d be my lover
I needn’t worry any more
She’d come to see me I was sure
She walked off with my brother.
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