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Sittin' by the place where she usually goes
Call me a stalker, I call it waitin' on an opportunity
Ah here she comes, wearing the finest clothes
I catch her eye as she looks over, and it looks bitterly dark

How I’d love to tell her everythin’s all right
How I’d make a joke and hope she’ll laugh
And see her eyes go bright again

Instead I close my eyes
And I begin to fantasize
Of how I hold her tight and take her out all night
Of how I hold her tight and take her out all night

Three tables further she’s sulkin' in her seat
I’m thinking to myself: what could it be?
That hurt this little fragile baby’s heart so
Wavin’ to order, I think ‘bout getting’ you a little treat
But I retreat as I see your company arrive

How I’d love to tell you take me instead
Oh how I’d love to kiss those- lips of red- and see your eyes turn bright again

Instead I close my eyes
And I begin to fantasize
Of how I hold you tight and take you out all night
Of how I hold you tight and take you out all night
Of how I hold you tight and take you out all night
Of how I hold you tight and tell you everythin’s all right

How I’d love to tell her everythin's all right
How I’d make a joke and hope she’ll laugh-
How I’d love to tell you- take me instead
Oh how I’d love to kiss those- lips of red- and see your eyes turn bright again

Instead I close my eyes
And I begin to fantasize
Of how I hold you tight and take you out all night
Of how I hold you tight and take you out all night
Of how I hold you tight and tell you everythin's all right

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