Stalkerboy

It’s Friday night, it’s late,
and I have a special date
With my own stalker boy
A guy devoid of joy

He stands six feet away
He always looks my way
With longing in his eyes
He tries me out for size

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Where are all your friends?
Stalker boy
Why are you lonely?
Stalker boy

He moves as if in trance
Lost in his own dance
Retreats into his world
The world where I’m his girl

I meet him back outside
In the crowd he tries to hide
Pretends he is with them
But I know it’s just a sham

ref.

Closing times comes round
Everyone is homeward bound
I see a figure far away
And I whisper ‘See you next Friday’

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