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It wasn't a crowded room and Im not originally from here
You sat at the bar two stools from me and have short red hair
We made eye contact almost immediately
I smiled at you right back as you looked on with curiosity.
Instantly I was captivated by your beauty locked still in my mind
I wanted to get to know you but a topic of conversation I could not find
I don't know if you are single I don't know if you'll remember
Two stools I sat from you wearing my black leather
I never hardly go out any seeing you was by chance and i can only pray fate will lend a hand to get another glance.
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