Slam on First Love
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I was at a party, seeking for you But people in drunken stupors blocked my path to you And you were talking to her again
Blonde hair and pretty blue eyes Long legs, perfect hands
When you enter your teenage years, you will want to feel something you don't knowSince I was so full of curiosity, someone had once told me that curiosity killed the catSo, I thought, the cat had 9 nine lives
