| My cheeks go as red as two big cherries
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| I try to look beautiful for you
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| Stuffing my dress up with tissues
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| Hoping you’ll notice but it’s obvious
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| And get so embarrassed
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| I’m so smitten with you and everyone knows it
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| When you’re not around, I clutch my chest and say
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| I’ll look you in the eyes and not be so god damn shy
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| But I am, I can’t find the words to speak
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| But in my dreams, I walk up to you and say
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| «Do you want a get a milkshake after the show?»
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| You say «sure» but first I take you to a bathroom stall
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| Give you a quick handjob and then we go
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| Walk across the street in the snow to the restaurant
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| Squeeze beside each other in the seat, share the same straw
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| Leave my lipstick on the cup and lick the foam off with my tongue
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| Flirting with the waiter when he comes
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| Twirling my hair and batting my eyelashes
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| Like a Hollywood starlet winking at the cameras
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| And when we go, I wear your coat around my shoulders
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| And you hold my hand, you walk me home
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| I take you in, peel off my dress
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| Throw you on the bed and do everything I imagined I did
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| When I masturbated and thought about you |