A New Woman
Dashing at eye-contact
I gotta know why calling.
Why the texting.
Why the wasting.
Why not tell me to my face.
I want to see you make eye contact with me.
Just tell me that you wanna date...
You'll soon me be dashing.
Why the texting.
Why the wasting.
Why not tell me to my face.
I want to see you make eye contact with me.
Just tell me that you wanna date...
You'll soon me be dashing.
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Dashing at eye-contact
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