People talk behind her back,
About the clothes she wears,
She may have a bad reputation,
Though she bears it all alone,
She [bad word] has no shame,
I've always felt the same way,
No matter what they say,
I really don't care,
She's so cute but she's all alone,
I want to kiss her and hold her close.

I want her to know how I feel,
Every single sunny day,
And slip into her dreams every night,
I'll walk hand in hand with her,
Under the night sky,
I'll be beside her, here and now,
Will she just laugh and say "that's fine"?