Blondie

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One way or another he vowed to get the girl 

With sweaty hands hanging onto the telephone 

He listened to the dial tone 

Until she answered with a cautious hello 

Wondering why in the hell would he call me 

He asked if they could meet in the flesh 

And promised he wouldn't rip her to shreds 

She toke a while to answer but when she did 

She said okay, this better not be some kind of game 

Mr playboy finally got  a date with the girl next door 

He spent years dreaming about 






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