One, you got my eyes
Two, you got my age
Three, you got my phone numbers
Four, you got my lips
Five, you got your hands on my chest
Six, you got me off my underwear
Seven, you got my virginity
Eight, you got us being lovey-dovey
Nine, you got me crying badly
Ten, ..you got something. I’m pregnant.
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