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I don't think that passenger seat Has ever looked this good to me He tells me about his night And I count the colors in his eyes He'll never fall in love He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong And I don't think it ever crossed his mind He tells a joke, I fake a smile But I know all his favorite songs And I could tell you His favorite color's green He loves to argue Born on the seventeenth His sister's beautiful He has his father's eyes And if you ask me if I love him I'd lie He looks around the room Innocently overlooks the truth Shouldn't a light go on Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long And he sees everything black and white Never let nobody see him cry I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine
His favorite colors green He as his fathers eyes He loves to argue
