We met again
A casual nite
Again u walked trough the crowd
To greet me with ur charming smile
How was I to know
That I was going to be fooled once again
I should be an expert by now
But still I can't distinguish between jerk and gentleman
U put the bottle down
After pouring me my sixth drink
Looking into my eyes
I was lost
Cheers!
And soon ur lips touched mine
But I did not expect
That when she came and yelled at u
I could only freeze and stare
Yet I stiil had the ability to stumble across the room
Finding my way out
Escaping the awful truth
Yes I have been fooled again
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