Not so Secret Admirer

(Received August 9th at 4:29 AM
I was very lucky tonight to meet you Brittany
Yeah I don't want you to think that I'm a psychopathic maniac
Trying to stalk you or anything like that
It's nothin' like that
Brittany, I love you)

Yeah, I did it again
Out with my friends
It's becoming a trend
How was I to know
By sayin' hello
You'd never leave me alone

Your stage five voicemails are so maniac
I guess you missed the message
I'm not calling you back

So come on out of the bushes
I see you there I ain't stupid
Get a life, get out of mine
'Cause I'm gettin' tired
Of my not so secret admirer

At least you're dressed to impress
Got your camouflage vest
Doing your G.I. Joe best
Are you some kind of freak
What did you think
That you might sneak a peek?

You're not quite as stealth as you think you are
I see your mom's Ford Focus
In my neighbor's yard
(So come on out of the bushes)

So come on out of the bushes
I see you there I ain't stupid
Get a life, get out of mine
'Cause I'm gettin' tired
Of my not so secret admirer

(Well, I'm just rattling on now
I won't call you anymore because
I don't want you to think I'm stalkin' you or anything
I don't wanna scare you
This good ole boy here in Nashville, loves you
And I don't even know you)

Sometimes us girls are just tryin' to be polite
But sometimes you boys take it as
Follow me home tonight

So come on out of the bushes
I see you there I ain't stupid
Get a life, get out of mine
'Cause I'm gettin' tired
Get a life, get out of mine
'Cause I'm gettin' tired
Of my not so secret admirer

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Writer(s): Jeremy Chris Johnson, Brittany Nichole Mcdonald
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