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ONLY FEW PEOPLE KNOW
That she is not mine
She is just another girl
Looking for a gold mine
I said she’s not my girlfriend
She’s yet another kid
Looking for a father to befriend
She’s one of the many girls
Who knows not what they seek in a man
But just to belong; a hopeless craze
She’s another one of them
Who prefers them hard and en classe
Not those looking on to Bethlehem
She’s just another of their set
Ruled by biceps
And an Abs forming the whole six set (pity I have none)
I said she’s one of them
Who squeal at the sight of Bentley
Wishing they had a guy with such mayhem
She’s yet another dreamer
Who thinks am not good enough
And will rather fall for a smooth schemer
Maybe she’s right in her conceit
But my mum says otherwise
Whose claim then shall I greet
Whatever
As long as you know she’s not mine
Maybe then you’ll know I’m single
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