Disclaimer: The song belongs to me, the words belong to whoever invented the English language, New York City belongs to the Goverment, and the name of the song belongs to Meg Cabot. Happy?
I apologize for any rhyming / grammer / spelling / etc. mistakes I may have made. Sadly, English is not my first language.
And for anyone who didn't understand: Rembember Tall Drink of Water? Those are the would-be words of the song, if only I was Michael Moscovitz.
She's pretty tall, tall and pretty.
She likes to laugh,
She lives in New York City.
He loves her so,
She doesn't know,
'Cause he hadn't told her, no no no.
Her eyes are a beauty,
Soulful and deep.
She despises parties,
And prefers to sleep.
He loves her so,
She doesn't know,
'Cause he hadn't told her, no no no.
He loves from afar,
He stares (and is always caught),
He counts the petals,
She loves him not.
He loves her so,
She doesn't know,
'Cause he hadn't told her, no no no.
One time he thought,
About why not.
Why shouldn't he tell her,
That she was loved, she was sought.
But then he realized,
There is no point.
He'd prefer his heart not broken,
He'd prefer it a lot.
She's pretty tall, tall and pretty.
She likes to laugh,
She lives in New York City.
He loves her so,
She would never know,
'Cause he would never tell her, no no no.
