(Boom)
It`s the way she moves that broom that`s got me consumed
And it ain`t got nothin to do with this peepin
It`s the look on her face that`s got me displaced
Plus the fact that she`s probably got no clue i`m peepin
She`s deep into routine cleanin off the sidewalk in front of The shop she works
1:15 AM
Me, parked in a car, in the street
Maybe thirty feet from the spot she sweeps
Emotions achin
Who is this human and why`s she chewin my attention
The action, unaware, innocent, purely accident
And who am i askin this
I`m alone in the passenger seat of this *beep*
Awaitin` my companion
But damn man, she`s got me distracted
And it`s not just the fact that she`s attractive
It`s the whole kit-and-kaboodle
From the look on her face
To her taste in shoes
To the way she moves
It inspires me to sit and doodle
So while i write, she wipes down the tagged up picnic tables
And missin` not a spot
So here i sit once again with a pen and a desire to be entirely Lost in a world of them
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