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Lyrics
Sittin' on a park bench on a Sunday afternoon
and I see you walking by
Wearing those tight jeans you wear, you really turned my head
You were lookin' fine, fine, fine, baby
I thought I saw you look at me, trying to be cool
but your smile caught my eye
thinkin' about the two of us and the way that things could be
you know that would be all right, baby
To feel this way, it's all right
To act that way, it's all right
You and me, we'd be...
Maybe she'll come over here and tell me how she feels
Maybe she'll walk on
Do you suppose I am her type, her personality (personality)
Am I her Don Juan? (oh I don't know)
If I smile back at her, she could walk on by
Then she would be gone, gone, gone, baby
And if I tell her how I feel, she might feel the same
And then we would be all right, baby
(Chorus)
She started moving down my way and sat down next to me
Asked me "Did I mind?"
The words did not come easily, but with a smile on my face
I managed to say, "That be fine, baby"
She scooted down to sit with me, I lost myself in her
As I held her hand in mine
I asked her was she "Free tonight and for the rest of her life?"
She said that'd be "All right, baby"
(Chorus)
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