I met her last summer,
I wonder what's her name.
She likes New Found and Copeland,
This is just a dream.
This scene is the least that I pictured with things,
That'll make up a mystery.
Take one,
All I know is i'm done,
With all the girls and their make up,
Always made up ladies,
I'll think of something that'll get them crazy.
Yet she's so pale,
I moved to tell,
She moves so well,
And I came to ask you.
Have you heard of this girl?
(And I)
Hope that she won't go,
(But I)
Hope that she won't know,
(Cause I)
Know I have to go,
(So long)
Take two,
I like the things that you do,
So elegant with the whole phrase,
So amorous sorry,
Taking pictures with the whole damn party.
I see you go working on hope,
Hold on, let's talk,
And I came to ask you.
Is her out there?
Im young but I'm holding on,
Cause I can't stand.
I keep on the summer heat,
Till I get warm.
This scene is the least that I pictured with things,
That'll make up a mystery.
