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It's seven in the morning, and I'm barely yawning.

Thinking' bout, you on the way to school, I get nauseous.

Cause you really make me nervous Remember when I seen you first time, I ignored.

ya But I really got to know ya

Hope you know that you're the golden child I'm waiting' on ya

You just gave me number, so I'm gone' be Callin' on ya

I wonder when you sleep, do you ever dream about me.

I really want to know; do you ever think about me.

Cause she's the apple of my eye I wonder why, why she doesn't say goodbye.

And never tries, but when I look her in her eyes.