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Shanna
She walks in in this red dress, not her Sunday best, her hair a bit of a mess
And I'm thinkin',
'God, I gotta see what she's about'
She'd come over and talk for a while, even give a smile
And then walk away
Like a puzzle for me to figure out
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Shanna…
You are just my kind of girl
Shanna…
Why've we gotta be from different worlds?
We stepped on out one Summer night, 'neath the city lights
Just her and me
Conversation flowed like so much wine
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Then I saw that look in her eyes, like a little girl
about to cry
And in that moment I knew she'd never be mine
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Warning: Draw me a picture of your love for me
Or I'm afraid that I might never see it coming
Perhaps you tried to tell me how you feel
While I was just whistlin' and hummin'…
Different worlds…
Standing there in that yellow skirt, she starts to flirt, it's a bit overt
And I'm thinkin',
'God, I gotta see what she's about'
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