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Out of My League
She’s so out of my league. She’s just so out of my league. So many guys want her- Who’d consider any other? Seems no one can have her. She’s just so sunny sweet, No other girl can compete. All my friends and I must concede- She’s out of our league. She’s seems out of my league. But is she out of my reach? Those guys give her the eye— Discouraged, won’t even try-- Feel they don’t qualify. She always walks alone. Maybe I could walk her home. If I can see past her mystique She’ll not be out of my league “Nothing ventured, nothing gained”, I told myself again and again. I could strut beside her. I should smile and talk to her; Always be kind to her. Gotta step up, swing for the fence- Exercise some confidence. Maybe I’ll slink away in shame; Or I might set her heart aflame. (Chorus) Could this working-class guy ever catch her eye? Is she too pretty to be seen with someone like me? Does she have too much charm to ever hang on my arm? If I thought so, I’ve already lost.
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