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Undercover In High Society
I don’t recognize you at first.
You’ve done something different with your hair.
Sighing, I prepare for the worst,
Knowing I could never compare.
You’ve done something different with your hair.
I focus on that to calm down.
Strutting over, attempting some of flair,
Wonder what you think of this gown?
Sighing, I prepare for the worst,
Thinking I haven’t changed all that much.
God, I sound so rehearsed!
I liquefy at his slightest touch.
Knowing I could never compare
With the lady attached to his arm,
“I didn’t see you at first,” he declares.
Beaming, I blush at his charm.
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