Theres This Girl early version
Well, there's this girl I'm thinking of
But she don't think of me like I think of her
And there's this girl I'm thinking of
And sometimes I don't think she thinks of me at all

And all my friends say I'm acting like a fool
They say this girl, she ain't half the jewel I think she is
But when I look at her, all I see is

Blonde hair, blue eyes
Perfect teeth, and red wine lips
She got crazy burnin' hips goin' down, down, down her sides
But oh no, she doesn't know I'm alive

I see her on the bus
And I try to think of something for us to discuss
My tongue is tied, my mouth is dry
It's a scеne I die when I try to dеscribe

All of those nights when I try to go to sleep
She takes up a hundred fifty thousand sheep
What am I gonna do?
She's got blonde hair, blue eyes
Perfect teeth, and red wine lips
She's got crazy burnin' hips runnin'' down, down, down her sides
But oh no, she doesn't know I'm a-
Oh no, she doesn't know I'm a-
Oh no, she doesn't know I'm alive