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Ever since i first saw you walk through my door,

i knew my dream girl would be make believe no more,

playing pong, stuck staring making teams,

i couldn't believe i wasn't in my dreams,

a body that would attract Elton John,

a mind that would leave Einstein blind,

a voice that would leave John Mayer jealous,

and hores of female singers looking for advice, tell us,

is it okay if i am still missing you?

when this life is over i'm sure i'll say "missing who?"

but i'll still miss a girl unknown, it'll be you,

and i'll feel lost in that second life til i find you,

time to remind you that we once were smiling,

now we're nails at a salon you start filing,

until you're grinding down bone, but i can't feel,

cause i'm stuck staring at my dream girl still.