... o amor do qual mais sinto raiva às vezes... a dependência e a felicidade... as pequenas revoltas e a certeza de que elas não mudam muita coisa.
"Take me to your best friend's house, roll around this roundabout, oh yeah...
take me to your best friend's house, I loved you then and I love you now...
don't take me tongue tied, don't wave no goodbye, don't...
take me to your best friend's house, normally we're making out
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take me to your best friend's house, I loved you then and I love you now...
don't take me tongue tied, don't wave no goodbye, don't...
don't take me tongue tied, let's stay up all night, I'll get real high, slumber party; pillow fight.
my eyes and your eyes, like Peter Pan up in the sky,
my best friend's house tonight, let's bump the beats till beddy-bye,
don't take me tongue tied, don't wave no goodbye, don't take me tongue tied, don't kiss me goodnight, don't..."
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