New crush,
high school love again
The rush of slumber party kissing
Don't touch, I'll never cross the line
So I pushed you down a million times
I'd love if you knew you were on my mind
Constant like cicadas in the summertime
Boys suck and girls I've never tried
And we both know we're getting drunk tonight
Touch me baby but your lips are mine
Could go to hell but we'll probably be fine
I know you want it,
baby you can have it
Baby,
you can have it
Oh, I've never done it Touch me baby,
naked in Manhattan Touch me baby,
touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me Touch me baby,
naked in Manhattan
Ices, who knew that we were so aligned When I sing that Lana song it makes you cry Mean girls,
we watch it every night And we both have a crush on Regina George
New York,
you can try things I'm in the dark,
wait, we're more than just
friends Touch me,
baby, but your lips are mine
Could go to hell,
but we'll probably be fine I know you want it,
baby, you can have it
Hair
clips and lip gloss
French kissing
Criss cross