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The Girl

I can't beleive it when i saw your face, 

You seemed so beautiful made me feel like a disgrace, 

All i want to do is go over and talk to you, 

But i stutter and mutter and i dont know what to do, 

Maybe we can go out and tlak and have a drink, 

I really want to know whats on your and what you think,

Your the type girl thats never on demand, 

And theres nothing mor that i want you to do is hold my hand.

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