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I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
          You said it looked better on me than it did you
          Only if you knew how much I liked you
          But I watch your eyes as she
          
          Walks by
          What a sight for sore eyes
          Brighter than the blue sky
          She's got you mesmerised while I die
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          Wish I were Heather
          
          Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
          Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
          But how could I hate her, she's such an angel
          But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she
          
          Walks by
          What a sight for sore eyes
          Brighter than the blue sky
          She's got you mesmerised while I die
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          I wish I were Heather
          Oh, I wish I were Heather
          Oh, oh, wish I were Heather
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          Wish I were