I saw you standing by the way
And thought myself lucky, to see your face
I saw such beauty, such style and grace
Hello, I hoped you'd come and say
To shine your light upon my day
I hoped to kiss your lips with haste
Through your shining hair my love I'd trace
Your eyes, your smile, they made me sway
But when I saw you drawing near
Your style and beauty turned to nill
Your eyes, your smile, they made me ill
Your hair fell lank and rank with lice,
In my mind that old refrain I hear
Nice from afar but far from nice
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