Jason undressed me Lying on his sheets He did not do the same Even his boots were on Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Clumsy, shakily He ran his hands up me He was afraid Tears streaming down his face Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Jason, there's no rush I know a lot comes up, ooh Letting in some love Where there always should have been some
I was proud to seem Warm and mothering Just for a night Even through all the drink Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
We were twenty-three Breeders on CD When we woke up He just asked me to leave Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I stole twenty from his blue jeans I'm pretty sure that he saw meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
