Boy On A Platform 1
Boy on a platform looked so fine
How I wished he was mine
My glasses steamed up at the thought
I wish I had a net, this boy would be caught
He looked so fine in his check shirt
I imagined him rolling me in the dirt
Boy on a platform was joined by his girl
But I will never forget him, I am still in a whirl
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