Story of my life....
Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's til the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
*With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust*
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day
Jenny screams out and
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