Sweet smile is a resting face
She's all-right, whatever the case
Walking care-free down the street
Taking steps, to her own beat
The few things that she holds dear
She keeps close, always near
Man I wanna be, one of them
(Aah, aah, aah)
(Aah, aah, aah)
Two-hundred-and-fifty-five-days
I don't believe, but still I pray
Just in case it helps my case
To appeal to the heavenly loves
The first time I saw her face
Sent me into outer-space
And I haven't been back since
Another day, she graces us
How did we get such luck?
To share a world, that she is in
Everyday, again and again
The few things that she holds dear
She keeps close, always near
Man I wanna be, one of them
(Aah, aah, aah)
(Aah, aah, aah)
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