She walks the streets og our hometown
Tall and tanned and lovely and young
She passes daily by my window

I smile at her but she doesn't see
But I know:
There is no use
When there's a chance to win I lose
Yeah I know:
I'm invisible to her
And when she walks you think she dancing
And she's got flowers in her hair
She's selling Miller and Bukowski
And all the boys are going "Ahhh..."
But I know:
There is no use
When there's a chance to win I lose
Yeah I know:
I'm invisible to her
Johan Andersson - Uzi81@hotmail.com