She's a yellow pair of running shoes
A holey pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses
She looks great in anything
She's I want a piece of chocolate
Take me to a movie
She's I can't find a thing to wear
Now and then she's moody
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
I talk about her, I go on and on and on
'Cause she's everything to me...
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