Nice to see you
Super nice to see you
Extremely super nice to see you
Immensely extremely super nice to see you
Overly immensely extremely super nice to see you
Why is it so overly immensely extremely super nice to see you?
Oh how I wish it weren't so overly immensely extremely super nice to see you!
Tell me why, exactly is is so incredibly overly immensely extrmely super nice to see you
Because I really do wish it weren't so incredibly overly immensely extremely super nice to see you!
Because. . .
You take everything I know and throw it in the trash compacter
Until it's nothing more than a metal cube sluggishly moving along a conveyor belt
You make my every action seem so incredibly special
You make me feel special
And not just in the "special" kind of way either!
You're not afriad to show a girl some affection
Be it merely friendly or secretly something else
I can be completely myself when I'm with you
I don't have to worry about what you'll say in response
Because I know it won't get me mad or upset me
I know it will make me laugh for ages
Make me forget why I was ever tense in the first place
Yet, when we part
You always leave me with some kind of confusion
Some kind of question
Do I really feel this way?
Do you really feel the way I think you do?
Or is it that I hope you do?
You abandon me with my thoughts
My jumbilyah of emotions
Leave an unsettling feeling in my stomach
It's hard to take it all in
For I still am very confused about another someone
And this is too crazy for my own good
Yes, too crazy for me
Yet, I must admit, it really was so incredibly overly immensely extremely super nice to see you!