Beauty queen of only eighteen. She had some trouble with herself. He was always there to help her. She always belonged to someone else. I drove for miles and miles. And wound up at your door. I've had
What have I got to do to make you love me. What have I got to do to make you care. What do I do when lightning strikes me. And I wake to find that you're not there. What do I do to make you want me. W
