8 o`clock Monday night and I`m waiting
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me
Her name is Nona she`s a rocker with a nose ring
She wears a 2-way, but I`m not quite sure what that means
And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing
But, she doesn`t notice me
Cause she`s watching wrestling
Creaming over tough guys
Listening to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes
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It`s like a bad movie; she`s looking through me, if you were me than you`d be,
Screaming,
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