If fashion is your trade, then when you're naked, I guess you must be unemployed. 'Cos once it's underway there's no escaping the fact that you're a girl and he's a boy...
In many ways this is a waste of time...
Hey you're treading on my life, you're leaving marks, but that's alright. In a year or so, I'll look back and I'll smile. These things last only for a while. In many ways, this is a waste of time, what will become of it all?
Then what else could I do instead of thinking about you? Pleasure now will justify our love. See, I even call it "love". In many ways there's nothing I'd rather do. One kiss makes sense of it all. And what's to come? Let's just not think about it, it might never happen at all.
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