As I was walking alone on the street,
I was thinking 'bout who I should meet!
All the boys I used to date before
They don't talk to me no more
Brown or blue eyes, tall guys, cute faces
Is what I can see in so many places.
Where are they from, only shy, maybe rude?
These are the new guys in neighborhood.
I wonder if one of them is still solo,
He will like me, either is yes or no
Gotta move forward on this road of mine
And telling myself that I'll be fine.
Boys come and go then and now
And surely impress me somehow
With their eyes and young smile,
They might be in my neighborhood for a while
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