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Yearbook

saw you in your yearbook picture, love at first sight, had to meet ya'

maybe not obsession, but a feeling close to home.

started talking in the chat rooms or a phone call when the nerve rose,

seems to me we were so close, but you’re so far away.

and all the guys would tell me every way to win her heart 

so I began to do it, but I don’t know where to start.

please someone make the first move or I’m gonna lose my mind,

looking at your pretty face I’ll beat my head against my yearbook.

‘cause Melinda’s the kinda girl who makes me feel like the rainy day outside my window ain't for real.

I gotta blow-up doll and I named her after you

‘cause when I see your senior pic, I feel like I'm a freshman again.

days went by I got to know ya’ thought of good times I could show ya’

everything about you so perfect in every way.

your pretty eyes, your little smile, I was told to wait awhile

but impatience got me and ya’ sent me on my way.

in everything you did I saw a little bit of me,

but once upon a time’s the only way we’re meant to be

like children on the playground, I’m afraid to talk to you

watching every move you make I’ll drop the petals on my yearbook

‘cause Melinda’s the kinda girl who makes me feel like the rainy day outside my window ain't for real.

I gotta blow-up doll and I named her after you

‘cause when I see your senior pic, I feel like I'm a freshman again.

feel like I'm a freshman again, feel like I'm a freshman again., feel like I'm a freshman again.