He had a short blond hair
Not as cute as his beard
Sleepy green eyes
And delightful and touchable skin
He appeared in the middle of nothing
Bringing me wine and some sound of his
And I never care about nothing
Began to laugh at every shit
But you know
Some cigarettes are not that bad
When we are trying to chat
It is not about any patterns
I mean, you’re so
I wanna take of your clothes
Maybe hurt you sometimes
I don’t want you being late anymore
At least in my mind
Funny socks with small stripes in black
Not as cute as his briefs
And I never care about nothing
Began to wait for every sign
As we know
Some cigarettes are not that bad
When we are trying to
It is not about any patters
I mean, you’re so
Plaid shirt, subtle hands
Not as cute as his smile
Living up stairs
Could not you be here
Right now?
Right now?
Right now?
Right now?