Jeff, thats friggen' gross dude.
Liz Myers, junior year of high-school. She was a senior, her boyfriend was a bartender. I was headed for engineering school, she was headed for community college. She used to give me titty-twisters in the hallway in between class. Tight curly long blond hair, skinny as a rail, tie-die shirts with Doc Martens, totally cute, not trashy or dirty.
I was deeply, deeply in love with her, and never saw her again after I moved the summer after my Junior year. Haven't felt that way about anyone since....
You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
You just can't win
And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry
I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing for sure
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
