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Not My Type |
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I Don't Want to Fall Asleep Tonight I Know My Time is Drawing Near
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I'd
go for a guy who's smart, Funny, outgoing, with a good personality, But the guy I like doesn't play this part. What caused this major transition? He's actually dumb with a bad boy image, So how did I end up in this love sick position? He has a tattoo on his leg, dresses like a slack, And experienced, got women to beg. I'm crushing for a guy that's not Mr. Right, Who's no where near my type, Maybe something's wrong with my sight. The only thing that matches, Is the fact that were both sarcastic, Since jokes arise not once, but in batches. There's one problem that weighs a pound, He's 26, I'm 17, we're nine years apart. Our relationship would be statutory bound. I'm confused, I don't know what to do, I guess he makes me feel amused. We only just met, Already I'm stranded, Nothing can be set. The only solution I can find, Is to let time fly, Maybe this is just a phase of some kind. I wish to be with him, To see how things go, But everything about us is still dim. So, I'll continue to travel and let things be, If nothing works out, There's other fish in the sea.
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