Fourteen, Fifteen, Thirteen, Fourteen

Fourteen-fifteen, I'm thirteen-fourteen, you're a girl, you're a boy, you're a girl and I l o v e y o u. Pretend his hand is my hand on your thigh! Pretend his eye is my eye on your breasts! He's a boy he's your boy he's my puppet, and I l o v e y o u. Comewithme-come. They say this theatre is haunted! SoIfeelhandsandskin–touchingalloverallover! There's nothing i can do about it. This ghost has the f i e r c e s t t o n g u e! And I rub him; I pass him on to you. can you feel him? can we share him? he makes a chain b e t w e e n o u r b o d i e s Fourteen-fifteen, I'm thirteen-fourteen, you're a girl, you're a boy, you're a girl and I l o v e y o u. Pretend his hand is my hand on your thigh! Pretend his eye is my eye on your breasts! He's a boy he's your boy he's my puppet, and I l o v e y o u.