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"Sk8er Boi"

He was a boy
She was a girl
Can i make it any more obvious
He was a punk
She did ballet
What more can i say
He wanted her
She'd never tell secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth

5 years from now
She sits at home
Feeding the baby she's all alone
She turns on tv
Guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin up MTV
She calls up her friends
They already know
And they've all got
Tickets to see his show
She tags along
Stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Sorry girl but you missed out
Well tough luck that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see,
See the man that boy could be
There is more that meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside

He's just a boy
And Im just a girl
Can I make it any more obvious
We are in love
Haven't you heard
How we rock eachothers world

I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be back stage after the show
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
About a girl you used to know

I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be back stage after the show
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
About a girl you used to know

ej bokič ljudi, ovo je moj prvi postček, mislim imala sam i prije blog al mi se zeznuo. uglavnom danas sam išla u grad, malo si utpotpuniti svoju punk kolekciju, kupila sam si u onoj rupi, il kak se vec zove, par beđeva, na jednom je znak mira, onak šareno, baš mi je supić, na jednom je neko veliko crveno slovo A, ali mislim tad mi se sviđžao al mislim da ću ga dat jednoj frendici iz razreda, zato kaj se zove ana, jer je meni to glupo furat kad se tak ne zovem, na trećem beđu piše nekaj tipa cildren of a bodomm, brijem da je to neki rep bend, pa cu ga ipak dat frendu, on je reper (al mene to ne smeta jer nemam predraesuda). poslije toga sam sa frendicom otišla na slatkać, ona sije kupila crne cipkice, dolce gabanna, ona je šminkerica. onda sam si ja išla kupit crnu jaknu u benneton, i pazite kaj mi se dogodilo, jedan poznanik iz kvarta mi se zderao da sam fejkearica, to me je stvarno uzrujalo, mislim pa ja avril slušam već tri mjeseca! joj baš me naljutio. nisam se htjela spustiti na njegovu razinu i nešto mu doviknuti, a i nisam htjela ispast nekulturna i zbrukat se pred puno ljudi!!! ajde ljudi do idućeg javljanja, pisa, bokić sokić!!!!