The
girl in the upper floor
Once
she got the magnetic pull
A
friend of mine got hooked
He
just couldn't let go
One
day he took courage
In
his car we went to look
The
girl in the upper floor
Along
the row of shoplots
He
called her name
He
didn't care others stare
He
just wanted to see her
Bad
luck her windows were closed
He
stood like a fool
A
man on one way ticket
He
called again but nothing came
He
gave up and walked away
He
started his car drove on
He
didn't speak of her again
Maybe
he learned his mistake
Love
is a two way traffic
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