Atmosphere - Blown away

(Boom) It's the way she moves that broom that's got me consumed And it ain't got nothin to do with this peepin It's the look on her face that's got me displaced Plus the fact that she's probably got no clue i'm peepin She's deep into routine cleanin off the sidewalk in front of The shop she works 1:15 AM Me, parked in a car, in the street Maybe thirty feet from the spot she sweeps Emotions achin Who is this human and why's she chewin my attention The action, unaware, innocent, purely accident And who am i askin this I'm alone in the passenger seat of this *beep* Awaitin' my companion But damn man, she's got me distracted And it's not just the fact that she's attractive It's the whole kit-and-kaboodle From the look on her face To her taste in shoes To the way she moves It inspires me to sit and doodle So while i write, she wipes down the tagged up picnic tables And missin' not a spot So here i sit once again with a pen and a desire to be entirely Lost in a world of them