She turns heads
When she walks by
You can’t help but stare
At her long blonde hair
Like it’s hard to come by
Takes him by the hand
And it’s hard to watch
She’s the kinda girl he wants

Her eyes are blue like the sky on a Sunday morning
The kind that glisten like the sun hitting the ocean
When he looks at them he probably wants to dive right in
I’d drown if I were him
What can I do
Besides watch from the side
What can I say
No one’s ever told me I have pretty eyes anyway


When he looks at her
There’s nothing else in his sight
Like she’s the sun
And he’s the one
Who gets to bask in her light
It makes sense
Since she’s the girl
That no one can forget
While I stand on standby

Her eyes are blue like the sky on a Sunday morning
The kind that glisten like the sun hitting the ocean
When he looks at them he probably wants to dive right in
I’d drown if I were him
What can I do
Besides watch from the side
What can I say
No one’s ever told me I have pretty eyes anyway

Blue eyes
Look at him
And he’d do anything for them

Her eyes are blue like the sky on a Sunday morning
The kind that glisten like the sun hitting the ocean
When he looks at them he probably wants to dive right in
I’d drown if I were him
What can I do
Besides watch from the side
What can I say
No one’s ever told me I have pretty eyes anyway