He watched you walk by..in awe. You looked god-sent, flawless, angelic and beautiful.

Your hair bounced everytime you took a step, your smile, your looks, your confidence..everyone was captivated.

There was a street performer singing, 'Oh, Pretty Woman' by Roy Orbison, which summed up the situation perfectly; "Pretty woman walkin' down the street Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet." "Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth No one could look as good as you"