I suppose, I've seen you three times now
And I guess that I'm wondering how
You keep the boys at bay
I have a feeling that they are wondering too
I've seen you with your hair down
At least five times and always wondered
What makes a man commit crimes?
But even I would sometimes if it weren't for the likes of you
And your glasses, your hideous glasses
When you remove them I would rather skip my classes
And be caught than to entertain the thought
That someday you'll just put them on again
But I can make the best of it until then
Still I know you go deeper than your beauty
You go well above and beyond the call of duty
To your country and your school
But I grew up too cool
I'm like the rest of them with our thumbs up our asses
If you call I will come but I'm about as quick as molasses
When I dream of you you're not wearing your glasses
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