She Don't Get It

She don't get it, She don't get it, but then not many of us do but we still try to fake it.

You didn't hear that from me, you couldn't have, I never say anything I don't mean and I didn't mean to say that

Chorus
And when you get confused pretty girl, take a second pretty girl to think about how strange it id that you're a human being and you're wearing shoes and undergear you're neighbor has an accent dear
He's living on a planet that is suspended in atmosphere just take a second maybe you will find a little piece of mind

From my balcony I witness the end of the day shift
Workers walking to their cars and barking their see you laters
In the distance I can hear the freeways that they're now on locked inside their cars and barking at other drivers

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She don't get it, silly pretty girl, she hasn't a clue this one

I knows life is for real I talks about the difference in my series of short essays but death nis another subject
She flirts openly in space flirts with the cosmos shrinking suitors with her sharp tongue but that's just the way she comes off