3 acessos
There's this precious little girl, i've seen her,
Hanging out with all these guys i hate.
What i'd give to score a chance just to meet her,
Give her kisses, i'll clean her plate.
Every time i go out, i hope to see her.
But when i do, cat got my tongue.
I feel so stupid, why do i feel beneath her?
She's got to know that she's the one.
I can feel it, i believe it.
I just want you to know.
I can see you, i might meet you.
I don't want to go.
Now i'm dazed every time that i see her.
She's hanging around with those guys i know.
If she could only see how good i would treat her.
But i'm too afraid, that she'd say no.
She's hanging around with those guys i know.
She's hanging around with those guys i know.
She's hanging around with those guys i know.
I can feel it, i believe it.
I just want you to know.
I can see you, i might need it.
I don't want to go