Fangirl..

His name is James,
In class, I dream about him,
But his fourtune and fame,
Will keep us apart forever
I love how he rocks,
His jeans and tank tops
But he doesn’t know who I am,
And he doesn’t give a damn about me

‘Cus I’m just another fangirl, baby
Sign an autograph,
And a hug from you maybe
Will you listen to Maroon 5, baby
With me

My friends, they don’t get
What I see in him
I ignore them,
And imagine us,
A perfect fit
I’ve talked to him once,
So guys just shut up
He doesn’t know who I am,
And he doesn’t give a damn about me

‘Cus I’m just another fangirl, baby
Sign an autograph,
And a hug from you maybe
Will you listen to Maroon 5, baby
With me

I feel so cold,
This old street is sad and lonely,
Then I am told,
Hey, look he’s walking toward me
This is a dream,
Feel like I could scream
Does he know who I am?
Does he give a damn?

I’ve got two tickets to Maroon 5, baby,
Do you wanna meet me Friday, maybe?
I’m just another fangirl baby,
I love you

‘Cus I’m just another fangirl, baby
Sign an autograph,
And a hug from you maybe
Will you listen to Maroon 5, baby
With me
So, I’m just that one fangirl, baby,
That you,
Love To?

Peace. Love. BTR

Fangirl..