.[Verse 1]
Like a ninetees dream [?]
Cigarette stuck to the bottom of your lip
Saw you standing on the corner of the street
You got your own style with they way that you're moving
I know you take response to many nights
Like mascara dripping from my eyes
So I turned.
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