I met a boy, he wore a seatbelt
He kissed my cheek in the back seat
We played basketball his girl cousins
Played too in Germaine
I'll be your girl
I'll be your boy
But Victor he was my first man
He didn't have any money
So I paid for his movie
Viva lost childhood
Be my boy forever
And I'll be your girl
I'll be your boy
Sunday, November 13, 2011
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