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In your girlish room you're starved for love |
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Again you were so close, you (???) |
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And off you went |
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He just look at you |
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You then look at him |
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You look for a friend |
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A lover's weekend |
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You can always pretend |
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It could happen here in your girlish room |
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In your girlish room nothing ever seems to happen to you |
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The posted worlds, the untidy bed could make someone happy |
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Here he comes and you're in heaven |
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It's such a pity you have to be home by eleven |
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I guess he feels the same |
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I'm sure he feels the same |
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He just look at you |
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You then look at him |
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You look for a friend |
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A lover's weekend |
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You can always pretend |
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It could happen here |
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You look for a friend |
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A lover's weekend |
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You can always pretend |
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It could happen here in your girlish room |
