Erika

Ryan shut up

I'm in love
But I never met her
She's so cute
In her Slipknot sweater
Other girls
Yeah they just don't get her
Erika
Things just can't get better
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Let me tell you about a girl in New York city yeah she sets my heart on fire
You see her turning heads in a black bandana and a cute Monroe like smile
A lot of other guys like other girls who look and talk and dress the same
But the girl I love's a metalhead caught in some pop punk like phase
Let me tell you now

I'm in love
But I never met her
She's so cute
In her Slipknot sweater
Other girls
Yeah they just don't get her
Erika
Yeah things just can't get better

When she speaks her jet black lipstick accents every word she says
She's got like a thousand tattoos she tries to cover with a vest
I swear I never met another girl who's taste in music was like mine
And when I close my eyes I see her standing in the front porch light
Let me tell you now

I'm in love
But I never met her
She's so cute
In her Slipknot sweater
Other girls
Yeah they just don't get her
Erika
Yeah things just can't get better
Walking through
Darkened alleyways
Dancing to
Music from better days
Perfect in
So many ways
Don't know how I can feel this way

Sevenfold and Love and Death
We get down to
We get down to
Diamonds to Dust and Blink-182
We get down to
We get down to
Green Day and Bowling for Soup
We get down to
We get down to
Erika

I'm in love
But I never met her
She's so cute
In her Slipknot sweater
Other girls
Yeah they just don't get her
Erika
Yeah things just can't get better
Walking through
Darkened alleyways
Dancing to
Music from better days
Perfect in
So many ways
Don't know how
I can feel this way



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Field
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