Saw you on the cover of Teen Magazine,
Right then, I wanted to call you mine from the way you posed in the scene.
I already knew that a girl like you,
Had her boys picked out and I wasn't one of the selected few.
Tried to occupy my mind with some TV,
And forget about you, I'm so very weak.
Then it caught my eye, a singing contest,
Maybe getting to you wouldn't be that hard of a quest.
Recorded my song, sent my submission,
Turned on the stereo, just gotta wait and listen.
I know I'll win,
And girl, our story will begin.
You wear all that make-up,
But eventually you will have had enough.
'Cause you're a beauty queen, a superstar,
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