Oh, I want you I want you I want you To lift up the hem of my dress And like what you see I want you to take advantage of me Be bold, be bad, be my lover-man Come and take me away Take me where I stand Lay me down and steal my innocence I'd trade it for an ounce of you No one wants you like I do It doesn't matter that I'm fifteen and you're forty-two.... I'm growing up for you
15..42..? thats nasty. date someone your own age without back hair! NASTY!! and its probably just a crush though.. damn them hormones.
