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 your skirted thigh. I clipped it quick with a flick of the
They got a mirror for the 'caine in the bathroom. 'Cause nobody here knows when to stop. For now we're just makin' out. With the door unlocked Back in the atrium, the music's slowin' down. The par