Bouncing as he walks,
Jamming out to an itty bitty Ipod.
Invisible earbuds put him in his own little world--
He doesn’t know
He looks like a fool.
Dancing in a mini,
Pressing up against him,
Showing off her skin in an itty bitty tube top.
All she wants is to think he really loves her--
She doesn’t know
She looks like a fool.
Bandana round his bedhead
Showing off his colors
Slumping around with jeans falling off his butt
Cig behind his ears ‘cause he can’t stand the taste
He doesn’t know
He looks like a fool.
Speeding through traffic
Cellphone in her hand
Trying to put her lipstick on and steer with a knee
Trades it for a latte grande just to wake her up
She doesn’t know
She looks like a fool.
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