She said, I was seven and anda were nine
I looked at anda like the stars that shined
In the sky, the pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
Growing up and falling in cinta and our mamas smiled
And rolled their eyes and berkata oh my my my
Take me back to the house in the backyard tree
Said you'd beat me up, anda were bigger than me
You never did, anda never did
Take me back when our world was one block wide
I dared anda to ciuman me and ran when anda tried
Just two kids, anda and I...
Oh my my my my
Well, I was sixteen when suddenly
I wasn't that little girl anda used to see
But your eyes still...
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