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              I see her every day on the train.

              In the hot, in the cold.  

              In the sun, in the rain.

              In all seasons.



               I see her.



              She's really pleasing me, see.

              She's really teasing me, see.

         She flirts with me, with her skirts.



             I see her.



              She sits in her seat.  

              She's really neat.

              She's a treat.

               She, from her head to her feet,



                I see her.



            It's true, every day I observe.

        I'm trying to get up the nerve to talk to her.

    I want to talk to her.  I want to walk with her.    

    

         I see her.



       I'm so shy.  I want to catch her eye.

        It makes me want to scream and shout.

         I want to ask her out.