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Lyrics

VERSE
Blonde hair, blue jeans, bedroom eyes
I saw him in the concert line
I thought I might like to make him mine
But, oh, that boy was coy

VERSE
I caught his eye to let him know
As he hurried on in to see the show
But I knew once I got inside
That boy might want to find some place to hide

PRE-CHORUS
’Cause here I come, ready or not

CHORUS
Hey, boy, I’m gainin’ ground on you
I’m chasin’ you all over the place
Boy, it’s gonna be a race
Hey, boy, I’m gainin’ ground on you

VERSE
Now you can run and you can hide
But I’ll be with you stride for stride
The time will come when hearts collide
We’ll walk together, side by side

Pre-CHORUS
So, boy, what’re you waitin’ for; on your mark, get set, go

Repeat CHORUS/RIDE/BRIDGE
Girl meets boy and runs away is the game I used to play
But times have changed, and so have I

Repeat CHORUS (2x)/TAG
Yeah, boy, I’m gainin’ ground on you
(Spoken) Better watch out for me now…

Words & Music by Don Tomlinson
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