Itrytobepolite

There's a girl on the stage,
Itrytobepolite,
Even though she's always there,
And my times in the limelight are
few          and          far          between.
There's a girl blushing and bowing,
Itrytobepolite,
Even though I wish she was
Me.

There's a girl over there,
Itrytobepolite,
Even though it's hard not to stare.
And my times in a lover's arms are
few          and          far          between.
There's a girl blushing and smiling,
Itrytobepolite,
Even though I wish she was
Me.

There's a girl over there,
Itrytobepolite,
Even though she's always there,
I know that these times for me will be
few          and          far          between.
Itrytobepolite,
But,
Ialwaysstarttothink,
Why
          not
                    me?