rubrik
Always sentimental when I think of how it was When love was sweet and new and we just couldn't get enough The shower, it reminds me you'd undress me with your eyes And now you never touch me and you tell me that you're tired You know, I get so sad when it all goes bad And all you think about is all the fun you had And all those sorries ain't never gonna mean a thing, oh
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