The Crush
He never looks at me never knows i'm there
Even when i do my makeup and do my hair
He looks the other way at the popular ones who are so popular and smart
But i was brought up better i am not going to be a little tart
The way they dance around and giggle and act so dumb
Maybe when he looks at them his brain goes numb
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