She likes me, I like her Buh i can't tell ,She can't It's same , Some times Just feel like licking her lips,But i can't. I need tips,to do things O girl, Please accept when i tell you, So it will be easy for us both, Cos I'm on leave now So it's my chance To make you dance. So we go to France We can marry there And bury all our past And start a fast future cos we are mature