Not long ago in my high school days,
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I watched a girl from so far away,
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But every time she passed me by,
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I turned my head away and quietly sighed.
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And when she walked by her hair would dance,
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A secret tango that only I could understand,
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And when she’d ask me for the time of day,
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I’d look her in the eyes and quietly say.
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Oh Kristina, Kristina, do you have any clue who I am? (HELL NO!)
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So listen up cause I’ll tell ya once and I’ll explain myself the best that I can, whoa,
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Kristina, Kristina, you don’t know me so ill have to persist, [whistle]
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I’m kinda shy so no wonder why,
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Kristina she don’t know I exist.
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From class to class, I followed her,
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But I swore I’d leave her undisturbed,
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And if she’d ever stopped and turned around,
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I’d get so nervous that I’d stare at the ground.
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And then one day in photography,
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I found a contact print that I could not believe,
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and there she was staring back at me.
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So I took her home so quietly.
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Kristina, Kristina, do you have any clue who I am? (HELL NO!)
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So listen up cause I’ll tell ya once and I’ll explain myself the best that I can,
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Kristina, Kristina, you don’t know me so I’ll have to persist, [whistle]
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I’m kinda shy so no wonder why,
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Kristina she don’t know I exist.
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1.17.98 has been a day that I’ve come to hate,
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As I walked into the video store,
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There she stood as my jaw fell to the floor.
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Tapping her toe, waiting in line,
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With a movie and another guy,
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Why did I bother, why did I care,
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About this girl named Kristina Behr?
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Kristina, Kristina, you’ll never get to know who I am (YOUR LOSS!)
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This is goodbye so please don’t cry and I’ll let you down as softly as I can,
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Kristina, Kristina, another name to cross off my list.
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Another life, it could’ve been nice, but Kristina she won’t know what she missed.
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Kristina She Don't Know I Exist
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| Streetlight Manifesto |
