Plain Jane

It's unexplainably generically whimsical,

The way you wear your hair down that way,

Plain Jane's become complicated,

Making me unsure on how to approach you,

One smile like yours is never enough,

If I could swim in your eyes it wouldn't be enough,

If I could live in your heart I'd die a happy man,

Clothes don't make the man, much less the woman,

That's why on my best dressed day,

I could never stop stuttering before you,

And on your plain thrown-these-together days,

You always look flawless.

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