KIP Songtext
von MICHELLE

I saw you on Seventh Avenue
That same look of disgust and disdain on your face
You never seem lonely
And no, you don′t know me
But I wanna be your company
Notice me, Kip

I'd stare each Wednesday
You hated ballet
But looked damn good in your satin shoes on relevé
You seldom make noise
Yet still frighten the boys
Can′t fight my intrigue though you're out of my league
Talk to me, Kip


Won't you talk to me, Kip?
Just a word or four
I won′t ask for more
Tension′s high, I won't pry
Feel free to just ignore

You captivate all as you breeze down the hall
God bless me
Heard your voice through the girl′s bathroom stall
Brisk murmurs so hushed
While you reapply blush
Rosy cheeks so divine
Oh, you've given me mine
Shame on you, Kip
Shame on you, Kip