There came a new boy in the street.
He was so neat.
He was so sweet.
And think! We live in the same street.
One day he rings at the door,
and BOOM I lie at the floor.
We go on a date.
We were out to skate.
The night we said goodbye.
I could fly.
He kissed me,
and said I was his honeybee.
Skrevet d.
6. august 2005, 00:05
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