This girl

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There’s this girl I’m in love with

She wears keds and short skirts

on her days off of work

with misshapen tees

And her heart of gold

She sees me once a week

For never more than an hour

……

She just broke my heart

She refuses to see me again

Cos she says I’m cured

That I need no more therapy

……

So tell me why am I here baby

Standing in your room

Watching you sleep

Aching to plant a kiss on your lips.

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