Lyrics

This is the day The day of my life I am about to grow old The taste of her chewing gum still in my mouth I follow her wherever she goes Wonder if she'd ever reckogince me If I was part of a crowd If I threw you a smile would it open your eyes Would you have to look twice I wonder if she knows that she takes all my time Wonder if she thinks that I'm pretty I wonder some times, did I do alright? And how I know what she'll wear almost every day Every day... every day... every day... If I were to ask out one of your friends Just to find out where you'd go Would I stand a chance if I asked you to dance? Would you like me or would you let me know? If we were to meet in a dark dead-end street Would you think of me as a threat? Would you feel tense, would you call up your friends? Would you kiss me out of my breath? I wonder if she knows that she takes all my time Wonder if she thinks that I'm pretty I wonder some times, did I do alright? And how I know what she'll wear almost every day Every day... every day... every day...