You have pretty eyes, and like to stare

I've seen you looking at me. Staring through the window just waiting to be seen. Well, I've taken notice. What do we do now?

I like that you're a little nonsensical, a little predictable. It's not really my thing, but you are persistent. Everyone else thinks you're creepy, but now I can't imagine a Broadway without your strange eyes staring down like a modern day Dr TJ Eckleburg. I've even grown to like them. See you tomorrow?

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