Pure pop
Music/Lyrics/Singing/Playing/Arranging/Recording: Tom O'Brien
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There are so many women in theworld who are just on the cusp of prettiness. They've got a certain something, but are also missing a certain something. They're sort of pretty, but just.
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It's kind of a pity
She don't do more with what she's got
Cuz she isn't quite pretty
But she isn't quite not
She's just one of the thousands of girls
That you pass every day
And if you ever had occasion to speak
You wouldn't know what to say
So you give her a casual look
But you always stay mute
And you think that you noticed a smile
You could almost call "cute"
(Chorus)
She has kind of a je ne sais quoi
That could pass for a smile
But it's so unintentional,
Noticing takes quite a while
And you know that there's somebody home
When you look in her eyes
And if she had someone special at home
It wouldn't be a surprise
(Chorus)
There's the bus
She gets on
One last look
Then she's gone
And her memory passes
Right into the ether again
And maybe the same time tomorrow
You'll see her again
And you fantasize you slip her a note
Fom an anonymous friend
Saying, "I don't know you
But I can't get you out of my head"
But it's all in your mind
And she can't hear a word that you said
(Chorus)
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