You have two new messages. First message: *Beep* Hey it's me, again. I was just in the neighborhood doing some bird watching with my binoculars, saw you in the window. So I thought I'd give you a call, uh, you must not have heard it ring. You should really get your ears checked. Anyhoo! I just wrote a new song- thought you might like to hear it. It's about a little, special someone! Guess who that is! You! I brought my accapella group to sing it for ya'. I don't know if you can see us out here but here it is!
I spent the last night outside your windowpane It was ten below but heck, I'd do it again For that one brief glance when you screamed In what I'm sure was happiness The way I figured must have been a test
I offered you my kidney The offer still stands Power of attourney in my collection of rubber bands I even knit you a rug with the hair from your comb It took three years but now it can grace your home
For you see how much I love you How far I'm willing to go The police may say I'm crazy But hey, what do they know? We'll be together someday If only you'd stop running away You would see how nice I really am You would see how nice I really am
You ran over my dog, It brought a smile to your face Were you maybe hinting that you need more space? You attacked me with your nail file Did you want to see other people? For a while 'Cause I could wait at least a few more days
I see you throwing darts at my picture Well it's nice you're thinking of me You never answer your cell phone But I respect that you're thrifty That restraining order was a funny joke I laughed so hard I nearly had a stroke 'Cause from two-thousand feet, it's really hard to get down on one knee
For you see how I love you How far I'm willing to go The police may say I'm crazy But hey, what do they know? We'll be together someday If only you'd stop running away You would see how nice I really am You would see how nice I really am
It may seem I'm a bit obsessed In fact, my psychiatrist says I may be posessed. But at least you know I'll be true 'Cause ever since the fourth grade I've been stalkin- loving you
How far I'm willing to go The police may say I'm crazy But hey, what do they know? We'll be together someday If only you'd stop running away You would see how nice I really am You would see how nice I really
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