Gleaming eyes make there way towards me
Working hard all day on dreams
Gotta make a bigger dollar
To make it out of what I’m under
He glances up, so young and fair
I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help but stare
He pressed up against me as he lifted his beer
And I could’ve died right there

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