Eyes Peeled Like A Banana

Looking for that perfect guy,
The one that will make me smile.
Everybody says he'll come,
I've been waiting for a while.

I'm walking down the hallway,
And then I bump into you.
I look the other way because,
I'm sure you're not him.

You're that kind of guy,
Who is always goofing off.
You're the class clown,
Definitely not my type.

But then I open my eyes,
And see that you're different.
You're funny, smart and cute,
Maybe my type after all...





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