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Downtown Girl

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Downtown boys

Don’t read their fortune cookies

They drive fast

Fall in love slow

My mother warned me

Stay away from

Boys who wear corduroy

Who let their hair grow

But downtown boys

Have style

Play chess

Drink their coffees black

How can I not

Be drawn to those

Who see the world through

Paint brushes and guitar strings

I want a boy like that

They love hard

And laugh harder

They taste their words

Like each syllable

Is laced with chives and cheddar

They don’t wear labels

Or stare at their phones

They know how to live life better

I want a boy like that