She loved to move her feet, dance off beat
And flutter with the fond of palm trees,
She loved to sip her coffee, in the morning,
like she was toffy,
While sitting in her crumpled up denims,
She loved her baggy outfits, polarized glasses,
With her hair tousled all over,
She loved to take the thrills a lil far,
With her arms wide open in a convertible car,
She loved to perm her nails, check her mails,
Feel the wind between her fingers,
She loved to see me cry,
And when I did,...