i like you. i like you. i like you. i like you. i love you?
i kind of misplaced my heart last night on the dance floor
right about where you misplaced your senses.
i like you.
now what?
little girl, i say to you, get up.
i like you. i like you. i like you. i like you. i love you?
from the fingertips of d li at 2:16 PM
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