He’s got the blue eyes and a red beard

He’s in the band and he smokes weed

He is layedback guy with a sweet smile

We say to each other hello and good-bye.

He’s got the girlfriend, and that is sad

But who knows maybe he’ll come back.

I wonder what his lips taste like

I wonder will I meet him again,  I ‘ll try.

The way he walks and his look

Make me smile like a fool.

Maybe there's a guy for me like that   

 so I can hang out with him and give kiss back.

 Simple. Sincere.