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That night I went to eat
With my guy you see.
After that made it home
But still felt lonely

I had a paper invitation
To a big grand ball
Do I go? Do I tell?
For the first time sneak real small? 

I was told don't go out
No need to show my face.
The clock is ticking, it is late
And I felt disgraced.

So he slept and I stirred
My stomach buzzing loud.
My legs came to life
And I got dressed all proud!

With a feeling of guilt
Yet a smile so big
I closed the door quickly
And jumped in my rig. 

I drove for miles 
To a bar
To meet my friends
Among the stars

I said "Thank God" to myself
As I drank and danced
I looked around, I toasted them
"Susie Q I love your pants!" 

I met lots of good contacts
And made new friends as well.
Then closing time rolled around
And to a new place to dwell. 

"Where should we go?"
I quietly said
"Across the street looks nice."
I said "who's there" and my friend said back
"The guys from Miami Vice!" 

I yelled "SWEET" and marched across
I loved that movie so. 
The actor that can melt most hearts
Was sitting in the back row.

So up I walked with my gals
Ready for some wine.
I looked a bit too casual 
For this swanky dine.

My baseball tee and faded jeans
Seemed to me a fright. 
I said "oh well, what the heck"
I'll feel comfortable tonight. 

I shook each hand and said to them
"Nice to meet you too." 
 Then I glanced to the back row
And our eyes were glued.

Awkward I remember now
This moment I find hazed.
For all I really remember
Was his eyes seemed glazed. 

I realized as I shook his hand
And he said hello
Who he was , so I ran
Feeling marshmellow. 

I felt weird, but not like sick
And certainly not like struck.
I felt like a bolt had hit my heart
And I had gained some luck. 

Laughing, smiling all night long
Until the time was up
The drive home was eerie
I was scared like a pup. 

All the same as I had left
All dark and quiet here.
Crawling back into bed
I dreamt with nothing to fear.
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