You needed someone tall to reach

Eugene OR

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… I was sittin' there thinkin' 'bout her pretty face Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name I threw my hat and thought, 'you fool, that it coulda been love. To the beauty in the scrubs that asked me to reach her cider. I wish I hadn’t been so tunnel visioned on what I was doing, and that I had at least asked your name. It occurred to me a moment later that there were plenty of tall people around, but you chose to ask me specifically. Coincidence? Can I buy you a drink? We drink the same brand but different flavors, tell me which so I know it’s you.