15 December 2008
Hey pretty baby with the High heels on You give me fever Like Ive never, ever known Youre just a product of Loveliness I like the groove of Your walk, Your talk, your dress I feel your fever From mile
Half past twelve And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone How I hate to spend the evening on my own Autumn winds Blowing outside my window as I look around the room And it makes me so depre
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