| I didn’t have a chance |
| I was walking with my bag down the street to Harrison Ave |
| Summer’s over, back to class, way before I had a sedan |
| Hit the bus stop and then glanced at the kids and then bam |
| I saw Brittany for the first time, I was in a trance |
| Who the hell was this? New chick I never met |
| Was friends with girls, but I hadn’t really been attracted to nobody yet |
| But 8th grade was going crazy, this bitch was so amazing |
| Walked up and said, «Hi, I’m Dave,» and then shit changed |
| She told me she just moved into town |
| I knew it, no doubt, I loved this girl inside and out |
| Her beautiful smile, her hair and her style were drivin' me wild |
| We sat together on the bus, we sat together every lunch |
| She has me switching up to polos and ditching yo-yos |
| I went from moving solo dolo to being so O-B-S-E-double-S-E-D |
| Thought about her constantly, on Kazaa burning her CDs |
| 'Cause I saw her and she saw me (Aw) |
| But back then, I was gross (Eugh) |
| I’d do the most for a joke (Ah) |
| I’d show my asshole to girls (Man) |
| And I just really wasn’t the brand of guy that would get the girls |
| I had no facial hair, just curls |
| And all my friends had kissed a girl except me |
| And I just wanted to be realistic about it |
| I didn’t want to mess the whole thing up (No) |
| And I just loved being around her |
| So I took the best-friend route (Oh) |
| That shit was so fun I don’t care what any of you guys say |
| The hottest girl I ever met tickling my arm, going to the mall with her, |
| chatting on AOL all night |
| We talked about plenty things, everything we could |
| How he parents treated her and how she felt misunderstood |
| She would tell me shit on AIM in person that she never could |
| I talked her through it |
| I took a ton of pride up in the fact that I made her feel good |
| Started hanging out up in the basements |
| Playin' «Spin the Bottle», watchin' her turn land on Jason |
| I closed my eyes until we played the «Nervous Game» |
| Where I would place my hand up on her breast over her bra |
| That was incredible, that was raw, I jerked off to that all fall |
| Winter snow days watching the television like: «Come on» |
| Seeing what the hell they call, hit the landline and I call |
| Hope she picks up, not her mom |
| But you’ll never know what’s coming |
| When you’re young and you’re in love |
| High school next year, this a problem |
| Sophomores, juniors, seniors, everybody saw her |
| I remember browsing Blockbuster with her |
| When this senior cocksucker told her she looked beautiful |
| She blushed, he was popular, I just stood to the side and waited |
| Obviously, they started dating |
| Harrison Ave. just wasn’t the same without her |
| No bus stop, he drove her to school |
| In a car with rims and real big bass |
| Hated this guy, hated their vibe, I hated his face |
| I waited for the demise but it never seemed to happen |
| She was too attached and he latched on |
| Now she leavin' my friend group |
| Smokin', drinkin' with them dudes |
| Oh no, we are not ready for that |
| We got pizza by the slice, big ol' shout-out to «Frank's» |
| That’s where I was when I found out that they were having sex (Fuck) |
| I hit the beach just to meet her, but they already left |
| And her presence was missed, but she still my best friend |
| Mozzarella sticks, I never sat with her at lunch |
| I strategize my hallway walk so I could see her some |
| The only class we had together, Spanish. What the fuck? |
| I was Carlos, she was Mia |
| Why did they make us choose Spanish names, by the way? |
| Isn’t that insane? (Yes) I digress |
| Of course he cheated on her, she would call me so depressed |
| But she kept goin' back, mapquestin', printin' out directions |
| I designated drive to his parties, that shit was so— |
| I was soft, I was pussy, I was weak, I was lame |
| But whatever, I’m in 9th grade. What the hell could I say? (Uh) |
| But one time I stayed home, his party got busted by the popo |
| It made me so so so so so so happy |
| He got grounded and the dance was this week (Ha) |
| I never went to those, but now she could just stay home with me (Hey) |
| Why didn’t I go to them? |
| Okay, 'cause I was scared of getting boners on the dance floor |
| The whole thing was overwhelming, it was just a bizarre social situation |
| I didn’t drink, everyone did, whatever, back to the story |
| I was excited to just chill with her, return to our glory |
| Then she like: «Dave, wait. We should go to the dance together» (Huh?) |
| «Just be my date!» |
| I’m like: «What?» She like, «Yeah» |
| I’m like: «Uh» |
| I came and came, my brain just said yes (Ya) |
| Popularity-wise, this is a jet pack, and I miss my friend |
| And obviously I was fully in love with her, so I said, «Okay, no problem» |
| I got my suit with my mama |
| Then we all met up at a fella’s house to take a few pics |
| Sixteen girls, sixteen guys, parents filming this shit (Ooh) |
| I pull up with my mama, oh my God there’s a problem |
| The fucking guy isn’t grounded, he’s really there with his arm around her |
| I couldn’t believe it, she said that he showed up and surprised her |
| And then of course somebody’s like: «We gotta take a wide pic» (Everyone) |
| Thirty-three people, only one had no date |
| My mama asking me why, but I felt way too ashamed |
| So I just lied, I told her that I knew this was happening |
| And that everything was good, and I could not abandon that |
| So I went with them in the limo, in the dinner |
| Macaroni Grill, I’m the thirty-third wheel, is this is real? |
| But it got worse, right before the bill |
| A bunch of waiters and waitresses bringing cake to my table |
| They’re all singing «Happy Birthday» to me |
| (What) «Happy Birthday» to me |
| Not my birthday, and of course this fucking restaurant has this custom |
| Where you gotta stand up on the table |
| And wave a fucking napkin while everyone stares |
| I saw the older guys laugh, so I just played into it |
| I’m on the table dancing, embarrassed, but no one knew it |
| Except Britney, and she had been drinking, shit |
| The water bottle full of liquor lower than my confidence |
| I said I had to piss, hoping that she would just follow me |
| She did, and I walked right past the bathroom into the parking lot |
| Where I told her, I told her everything on my mind, I told her everything |
| Every single song that made me think about her every day |
| Everybody said that we’re just kids, but that never changed |
| The fact that to this kid, you were his everything |
| The next part I will never forget |
| She walked right up to me slowly, then she gave me a kiss |
| First kiss, oh, no way, no, oh my God (Whoa) |
| Then she said: «I love you too» |
| I didn’t believe her at first, I thought she was drunk (Oh, my God) |
| But then the next day she was singing the same song? (Woo) |
| She ran over to my crib and was all over me |
| We started kissing, touching, blushing, gushing |
| There was no humping yet, not then, but I would settle for love |
| Got my first handjob in a park, really came out the mud |
| I couldn’t believe it was a dream |
| I planted my seed on Harrison Avenue yet again |
| I really did it, huh? (Yeah) |
| And then all of a sudden, it was done |
| Just a month-long, and then she moved on |
| I never knew someone could make you feel so right and so wrong |
| So good and so bad, either way I had what I had |
| And to show me I was who I was, and that I was worthy of love |
| I love you girl (I'm still emotional man |
| I love you girl (I'm still |
| I love you girl |