Don't Worry

On the streets her red high heels
The wind blows past her hair flows like
An angel from above
She wears a tube and it caught my eyes
What a sexy figure so hot inside
I just cant turn my sight

Reach out for my phones
My feets are walking on its own
My mouth just started talking silly things

I’m stuck on what i had to say
Thinking words in multi split seconds
I’ve got no money got no car
But maybe i’m the kinda guy you want
She gave her number and her name
“Call me again” Thats all she said
Too bad I holding on her hand
With this memories in my head