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Lirieke: 88 Fingers Louie. Up Your Ass. Can't Get Up The Nerve.

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Every day I see your eyes.
And you look at mine, and you don't say hi.
You smile at me as you walk away.
And I won't see you for another day.

I can't get up the nerve to call you.
But you're not waiting for me, are you?

Another day, and I try to smile.
I have not felt this way in quite a while.
We pass again and we both say hi.
And it feels so good when you pass me by.

I can't get up the nerve to call you.
But you're not waiting for me, are you?

I can't get up the nerve to call you.
But you're not waiting for me, are you?

This time around I'll flash a smile.
You know I'm more than just a child.
You tell me that your boyfriend's mad.
And so's your mom, and so's your dad.

I can't get up the nerve to call you.
But you're not waiting for me, are you?

Are you...?