I was young
and you were old
you were shy
And I was bold
I stared at you
you smiled twice
I made my bet
you rolled the dice
I came to you
you felt my smell
I stole a kiss
You fell under my spell
I was a brat
You had no aim
I was an ace
You had no game
I had fun
You had too
I'm leaving soon
You're feeling blue
And so it ends
what never started
in the game of love
you've been out smarted
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
I was young
and you were old
you were shy
And I was bold
I stared at you
you smiled twice
I made my bet
you rolled the dice
I came to you
you felt my smell
I stole a kiss
You fell under my spell
I was a brat
You had no aim
I was an ace
You had no game
I had fun
You had too
I'm leaving soon
You're feeling blue
And so it ends
what never started
in the game of love
you've been out smarted
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