the guy you like,
he doesnt have his hair in spikes,
nor does he dress all beautiful,
but what do you care cuz he's still cool.

the guy you like,
he's playful like a little tyke,
and he doesn't have a romantic bone,
but what can i say, you couldn't care none.

the guy you like,
he speaks with a funny voice all nasal-like,
and wears glasses to boot,
but you like him, and it matters not, the looks.

the guy you don't like,
he treats you nice,
and never pries,
but oh, what do you know, you serve HIM spikes.

the guy you don't like,
he buys you trinkets,
and compliments you silly, you little poppet,
but crikey, you sent him away on a bike.

the guy you don't like,
he wears his heart on his sleeve for you,
and never says 'peeh-eeeewwww' no matter what you do,
but oh, what a pity, he'll never get a strike.

you see, it's all dependent on your prior disposition to particular people. i guess first impressions count the most. and if you don't like a person, i don't suppose you could ever like him, no matter how nice he was, but if you like a person, i don't suppose that you ever really stop liking him if nothing drastic happened. and if you stop liking a person, i don't suppose you will ever like him again.

it's funny the way things work cuz the nicest guy you never like, but the evil-est guy you'll always like. and it's funny how the correct road you'll never choose, but the rotten apple (out of a whole basket!) you'll definitely pick. and how no matter how many bad things a person does, you'll condone it if you like the person, friend family or just people you like, but no matter how still a person stays, you can still find fault in him as long as you dislike his character, personality, his face, his shirt that particular day or whatever other stuff. haha.

life works in mysterious ways doesnt it?