Sweet fragrance of May!
I still remember that white dress,
That smile that brightened up my day!
That sparkle in those deep black eyes!
That sweet fragrance of May!
I wanted to do a somersault,
Just so she'd know I was there!
Or maybe I should sing and dance,
Or maybe I needed longer hair?
She smiled and offered me a greeting.
I stammered back 'he-ll-o! '
she must've thought I was retarded,
my knees suddenly felt like jello!
Ah! love is crazy and stupid at first sight,
makes all of us feel dumber!
but I think I did myself quite well!
To walk away with her phone number! :)
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