I drew a picture of her in my notebook Each scribble it got more exciting From pencil to paper I love and erase her Again and again til I can't even read my own writing I study her all day long I memorize every word that she speaks I stay up as late as I can And chronicle hours into days into weeks Olivia 101 I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung I've done all the work now I long for the fun part I add and subtract all the days of the year And divide them by weekends without her Carry the seven the answer is heaven There's safety in numbers And something about her I study her all day long I memorize every color she wears I measure the passing of time By the style of her clothes And the length of her hair Olivia 101 I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung I've done all the work now I long for the fun part October orange and chimney red I zip up my jacket and hang down my head I rake up the leaves thil they spell out her name The wind blows them into my arms And I wish that she would do the same Olivia 101 I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung I've done all the work now I long for the fun part Olivia 101 Olivia 101 Olivia 101