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Paroles : Putting a Spin on Heather

I still remember, third of December, me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you
Only if you knew, how much I liked you
But I watched your eyes as she

Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than a blue sky
She's got you mesmerized, while I die

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you likе here bettеr
I wish I were Heather

Watch as she stands with you, holding her hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder', now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate her? She's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she

Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized, while I die