I met a girl With shiny hair And perfect skin I went Over to play with her But she ran away So I followed her The teacher stopped and put Us in our own corners My hair would be so dope in the nineties A part in the middle Matching my ripped blue jeans I'd meet my Topanga And we would be best friends And get married We'd only have three walls And I'd go to school with my best friends And my hair would look better than It's looked Since the nineties A couple years went by Our lockers right beside each other Still but I couldn't say hi Now I'm stuck watching you with Boys with watches and frosted tips Never got the guts to put that sh** In my hair But it would have been So dope in the nineties A part in the middle Matching my ripped blue jeans I'd meet my Topanga And we would be best friends And get married We'd only have three walls And I'd go to school with my best friends And my hair would look better than It's looked Since the nineties But I Don't wanna be your boyfriend We might just stop talking Cuz that's how I am So I'll IM you in the morning While you wait for the Johnson's They're running late again So I'll mess up my hair Lemme play with my hair Woo