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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 mesmerized 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 mesmerized 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 | |
| − | + | 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 | |
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Revision as of 01:24, March 4, 2022
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 mesmerized 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 mesmerized 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 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...