That One Guy

This goes out to the “that one guy”

Who may seem a little shy

But no one stops and asks “Why?”

He could go out and get high

Lookin all sweet and fly

But he doesn’t and manages to get by

He could be a player, if he would try

Tellin all the girls a big ol lie

But instead he’s there when they cry

He comforts without a sigh

He would do anything for you, even die

So next time you pass him by

Shout out his name and give him a “Hi!”

This goes out to “that one guy”

Who could, but doesn’t even try