Saw you on the bus
On the way to town today
I stared at you
But you looked the other way

I called you Rebecca
I talked all about you to my friends
My little hipster

I notice you
But you never notice me
I even got my hair
Cut asymmetrically

You'd let me call you Rebecca
I'd brag all about you to my friends
If only you weren't so…

You'd let me call you Rebecca
I'd brag all about you to my friends
If only you weren't so…

Only sequins, only citron pressés
Only Pitchfork, only backwards dresses
Only Kafka, only Murakami
Play Nintendo with your art-school army

Only secret is that you like dressing
Up like Pink when no one else is looking

And I'll call you Rebecca
Though your name is Mary-Anne
I'll be your Han Solo

And I'll call you Rebecca
You'll come around eventually
I'll give you my number

I called you Rebecca
I think it's already nine a.m.
I'll call you a taxi



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