AltVerse - Voice on the Line

Forget what we came for.
Then a girl so fly,
Cause a whiplash when she flash those eyes.
As every head turns, just to see.
Doing good so far as a tracer path from the door to the bar,
And I can't act casually.
Oh my god, that girl is divine.
Don't know what you're doing, but I gotta make you mine.