She's not who you think she is
In spite of every word, of every kiss
You don't know her
You don't know anything about her
And she threw away your mix cassette
And you've got no right to be upset
She's jumping, grinding, covered in sweat
Her forehead drip drip, down to her chest
She's your teenage hormone dream
Like she walked straight out of a movie scene
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