Popless

Damn mirror showed her image without reflecting,
It's a hell of a habit to breathe in the air when she walks by,
An old habit to sit back and let her slip away,
Pretend I didn’t notice and watch her sail away.

Oh, there she goes knowing she’s gorgeous,
Wherever she walks, not a blade of grass grows,
Here she comes showing interest,
In that word, in this popless.
Oh, here she comes knowing she’s got moves,
One breast up, the other one grooves,
Here she comes showing interest,
In what, in what grows....!

It’s a shame I stayed seated and let her dine,
It was a mistake to claim I’m guilty for her smile,

Oh, there she goes knowing she’s beautiful,
That she doesn’t hear me, by the window,
Here she comes knowing she’s stunning,
Wherever she walks, everything’s buzzing,
Oh, here she comes knowing she’s good,
And our heads are left in the hood,
Here she comes knowing that the interest
In all of this is the word popless.

Oh, there she goes knowing she’s gorgeous,
Wherever she walks, not a blade of grass grows,
Here she comes showing interest,
In solving this popless,
Oh, here she comes knowing she’s good,
And that this head’s left in the hood,
Here she comes knowing she’s got moves,
One breast up, even more improves,

Oh, here she comes showing interest,
And here she comes knowing she’s beautiful,
And by the window, I’m left waiting,
Waiting to see her....