I first spied you in your blue and white Chevrolet Bel-Air
You wore a green and white Maryknoll uniform with flair
Every time the car would make the U turn by the cafeteria
It wrote the annals of your beauty that shone a bygone era
Count at least five guys from our ranks that did fall in love
With your angelic face so white with brown hair up above
You were a virgin, a vision that made us shake with feeling
This snippet of love started growing like a good beginning
Sunday, April 6, 2008
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