歌词
We smoked too much before meeting your friends
I was so nervous
Defeated the purpose
Ladybug crowding on your pen
But you in the cut
What happened to us?
(One two three four)
Never mind I want you
Pumpin' planes at the sky
Pickin' one let's come down, that's a come down
Never mind I want you
Paper planes at the sky, the sky
Ow wah-ow wah-ow [*laughs*]
Yeah
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