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Tuesday, September 6, 2005

The girl in my rearview mirror

On my way to work this morning waiting for a red light to go green,
She pulled up behind me in something that looked like a dream.
All I can see in my rear-view mirror is her
Big blue eyes and her long brown hair.
The girl in the rear-view mirror doesn’t seem to care.
Waiting any longer would be a real shame because,
We’re starting to play the rear-view mirror eye game…

The girl in my rearview mirror is looking at me,
the girl in my rearview mirror is a real cutie.
She’s putting on her morning make up,
She’s talking on her cell phone.
The girl in my rear-view mirror is in her driving zone,
The girl in my rear-view mirror is driving all alone.

I’m pulling in for my coffee at Annie’s party store,
She’s pulling in at the gas station next door.
The girl in my rear-view mirror is filling up with high-octane
The girl in my rear-view mirror is right behind me,
That girl in my review mirror is making me weak in the knees.
She’s got a smile that keeps me looking,
When she flips her hair in that high beam reflection
She sends a strong radar wave in my direction…

The girl in my rear-view mirror is looking at me,
the girl in my rear-view mirror is a real cutie.
She’s putting on her morning make up,
She’s talking on her cell phone.
The girl in my rear-view mirror is in her driving zone,
The girl in my rear-view mirror is driving all alone.

Looking in my rearview mirror looks like she’s singing a tune,
The girl in my rear-view mirror is lip sinking to “Blue Moon”
That girl in my rear-view mirror is looking at me,
She’s all alone like a ship drifting at sea.
The girl in my rear-view mirror just passed me by
The girl in my rear-view mirror is going to make me cry.
She is a real cutie but seems like not a bit to shy
As she drove on by she gave me a wave,
My rear-view cutie mouthed the words “now behave”

The girl in my rear-view mirror is looking at me,
the girl in my rear-view mirror is a real cutie.
She’s putting on her morning make up,
She’s talking on her cell phone.
The girl in my rear-view mirror is in her driving zone,
The girl in my rear-view mirror is driving all alone.

The girl in my review mirror is now in front of me,
Now I’m the one who’s looking to see.
I must be to her what she is to me because,
I see her looking through her rear-view mirror at me.
I’ll give her a smile and a small little nod,
Man, I hope she doesn’t think I’m a clod!
The girl that was in my rear-view window is turning away
Those blue eyes are but a faint memory when,
Another car has pulled up behind me and…

The girl in my rear-view mirror is looking at me,
the girl in my rear-view mirror is a real cutie.