Author: a***.
Rating: 5/5 ★★★★★
Date:
Review: oh-oh I could eat that girl for lunch Yeah, she dances on my tongue Tastes like she might be the one And I could never get enough I could buy her so much stuff It's a craving, not a crush, huh "Call me when you're there" Said, "I bought you somethin' rare And I left it under 'Claire'" So now, she's comin' up the stairs So I'm pullin' up a chair And I'm puttin' up my hair Baby, I think you were made for me Somebody write down the recipe Been tryin' hard not to overeat You're just so sweet
Color: Blue
Size: M
