Autobiographical, Inspired by Junior High, Love, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Women

Stacie Miller

I can still smell the fragrance
The Rink used in the skates we wore
and see the joy on her face
as we glided on that parquet floor

They played Pac Man Fever
and other songs that were light & fun
I was twelve years old
and I thought she was the one

She had chestnut wavy hair
and was prettier to me than Demi Moore
We were too old for children’s games
and way too young to score

The year was 1981
and we were in the Sixth Grade
Her name was Stacie Miller
and she was cooler than the shade

She wore a plaid skirt all the time
’cause we were in Catholic school
The other boys teased me for liking her
as kids can be so cruel

I don’t remember how long it lasted
but we sure held hands a lot
Her name was Stacie Miller
and she was so damn hot

One day I was so mad at her
I called her a name I won’t repeat
When she dumped me that day
I felt such major defeat

The year was 1981
and we were in the Sixth Grade
Her name was Stacie Miller
She was cooler than the shade

Her name was Stacie Miller
and she was cooler than the shade.

2008

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