Back in high school we used to take it slow
Red lipstick on and high heel stilettos
Had a job downtown working the servo
Had me waiting in line couldn't even let go

'cause i never wanna be that guy
Who doesn't even get a taste
No madami having to chase
To win that prize

You're just a little bit out of my limit
It's been two years now you haven't even seen the best of me
And in my mind now i've been over this a thousand times
But it's almost over
Let's start over

Back in high school we used to make up plans
Called you up one araw to meet split ends

'cause i never wanna be that guy
Who doesn't even get a taste
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