My boy confuses me so much,
I wonder what he's got going on in his head.
I had no chance to feel, to touch,
He's on the bridge, in bed, he's up, he's everywhere.
As if i wasn't almost lost
In a maze inside his eye, his hair.
Oh, Gosh, i swear, he's like a ghost,
I can sense him through the dirty air.
My boy confuses me so much,
He waves his hands when on my way.
He makes it harder to detach:
He smiles at me then walks away.
My boy ain't possible to catch,
He makes me giggle, blush, and sway,
But makes it clear, I'm not his match.
He's just a boy: he somehow simply gets away.
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