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My Conscience Has Purchased An Air Horn
She's in my Math class But more and more she's in my head She'll smile when she walks past That smile can quickly spread into disaster A chance for me to fall into disater Her big brown eyes, I blow it all I forget my name, when she smiles at me I forget my shame. I won't forget my claim keeps smiling I'm still waiting I won't forget my claim keeps smiling I'm still waiting I ain't got much class, but you know she ain't my type I know I'm not the smartest, but me and her ain't right Into disaster, a chance for me to fall into disaster She smells so good, I blow it all I forget my name, when she smiles at me I forget my shame. I won't forget my claim keeps smiling I'm still waiting I won't forget my claim keeps smiling I'm still waiting It's hard to let it go, but I will let her go From Letras Mania