When we made it to the garden it was well past nine Our hands came to agreement as we walked in time A jealous rose stole a thread from her skirted thigh
You?ve got a rich dad who hates every boy like me I?ve got no money and daddy don?t like my ease I wanna steal you like a pearl I wanna display you
They got a mirror for the ?caine in the bathroom because nobody here knows when to stop but for now we?re just making out with the door unlocked back