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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
() 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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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