I first saw you, you had on blue jeans
Your eyes couldn't hide anything
I saw you breathing, oh
I saw you staring out in space
I next saw you, you was at the party
Thought you was a queen, oh, so flirty
I came against
Didn't say excuse, knew what I was doing
We looked very fine, as we were leaving
Like Saint Joan, doing a cool jerk
Oh, I want you, like a kanga roo
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