There was this girl
She had the pretties eyes,
Had a beautiful figure
But she still cried
She lived on my block
And she rode my bus
We didn't talk
But I thought we must
She had a boyfriend
That didn't treat her right
She come home with bruises
Every night.
I wish I could've told her
My feeling before it's to late,
But she would never go with me
On a date
Well this was 3 years ago
Believe it or not
She was beaten,
And her boyfriend was caught
I could've helped her
I saw the mister,
But thanks to all that
I married her sister
