You touched my hand

I'm not a fan


You held a dance in your ba!@&(t




The mirror ball


The horse's stall


There was no arrangement




You're so thin


Where've you been

I never got the chance to tell you





Yes or no

I let it go too long


Alright




Out and about with the Junior Panthers


And now I'm riding on the back


Looking over your shoulder




So you'll know I'm there


I forgot to signal right

Now I'm running the red light





What about your sister

I often miss her


But I see her more than you




Now I see you


I don't see you at all


In the mirror ball