British Chic
And you know
That is how I am,
That is how fell
From the heavens
For and to me.
I used to admire you
And say to myself
This girl is in a
Wrong place altogether.
I was like
What is this British chic
Doing here in a slum like this;
Will she ever give me an eye,
It seems all eyes are on her.
And I was thinking
She doesn't even see
That I exist
My eyes are caressing her.
And when we finally got together
After those two years,
I had given up on the enterprise,
But my desire and hidden
And secret love for you
Got the better of me.
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