Damn mirror returned her image without reflecting
It's a hell of an addiction to inhale the air as she passes,
It becomes a habit to sit and let her escape
Pretend that she passed by, and see her to set sail...
Oh, here she comes knowing she's beautiful
Wherever she goes the grass grows,
Here she comes showing interest
That word in that Popless
Here she comes knowing that she moves
One breast up, the other goes down
Here she comes showing interest
In what, in what grows
It's a shame to have sat still and let her dinner
It was a declared and guilty error for her smiling
Oh, here she comes knowing she is beautiful
Hearing me at the window
Here she comes knowing she is beautiful
Wherever she goes, everything moves
(Ai) Here she comes knowing that she is good,
That our heads are spinning around
Here she comes knowing that the interest
In all this it's the word Popless
Here she comes knowing she's beautiful
Wherever she goes the grass grows
Here she comes showing interest
To solve this (T)Popless
(Oh ) Here she comes knowing that she is good
And that this head was left for nothing
Here she comes knowing that she moves
A breast like this even grows even more
Here she comes showing interest
And there she comes knowing that she is beautiful
And that at the window I wait
Waiting to see her...

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