Yes, I walked -- but I rarely talked. I'm sure the popular crowd found me anything but complete!
Yet I know I had to be some boys fantasy.
He probably saw me as pure, just like a snowflake that no one could ever stain.
He probably looks back and his memories of me could never cause him pain
But I wonder what his mind, heart and pants would do if found out what really laid behind my blue eyes!
Would his blood run cold? Knowing that his memory has just been sold
This angel is more than a centerfold
Was he shy?
Did he shake in his shoes whenever i flashed these baby blues
Is it okay? Does he understand?
This ain't no never-never land
Does he wish Id kept my clothes on?
Would he deny it?
Or would he just go ahead and buy it?