Lithium Flower- Stand Alone Complex O.S.T.-Scott Matthews et al.

Ferb watched from afar. He wasn't being creepy. He was admiring.

How she moved, how she spoke. It was all very interesting. She was a very interesting girl.

He wondered what she did in her spare time. He didn't know, but Ferb liked to think she was just as perfect in what she did then.

She was cold, but not in a bad way. Where other people exuded warmth and happiness, she was cold and controlled. Ferb found that to be an almost magnetic force. Her iciness.

Well, it had to be that. He hadn't really talked to her more than a couple of times, and even then, it had been an almost one sided conversation.

Ferb wondered what she did when she woke up.

Quickly stopping that train of thought because it was creepy, he moved onto other thoughts.

Her hair was perfect. That was a safe topic wasn't it? Her hair? Not creepy at all.

Ferb decided that admiring someone from afar while at the mall was, indeed, creepy. He resolved to go up and talk to her. Just to say hi.

Just to say hi.

At the rate he was moving, perhaps he wasn't going to have to get up and say hi. She was coming in his general direction.

Running multiple scenarios in his head about how to properly greet an attractive woman, Ferb did not notice that she was passing right next to him.

Didn't notice until a delicate cloud of perfume hit his nose like a bag of bricks.

So that's what she smelled like.

Her cold demeanor and her scent highly contrasted.

Ferb liked that. He really, really liked that.

But he wasn't creepy. Not at all.

Of course, the moment I say I have near to nothing in the department of love songs, I get one about a really awesome chick who is just...she's just tops, you guis.

Shuffle's doing a bad job.

This song is on the same album as the other one.