No matter how many times you say "I love you",
or that you'll never leave,
I never can believe it,
After all I'm nothing special,
I'm just an ordinary girl,
With an ordinary life.
But your not just any guy,
You treat your girl with respect,
And love her for who she is.
How did I get to be that girl?
To get a guy as perfect as you?
When there are so many others for you to chose
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