Nervous neck,
The shadows are short and the sun is tired behind the clouds.
Your blanket's green like you said my eyes were last night,
But my face is red, but not because I'm embarrassed
'Cause I don't think I could ever be embarrassed around you.
Lay around, boy's at home.
My head is clear and yours is heavy.
Calm down, relax, take my hand
Kiss my
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