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I have a tiny demon here with me
But the sin of pride my confession be
Sometimes that little monster sets my life on fire
And wastes it all away
To dance with me all day
And get nothing useful done
But god it's fun
She will live with me
(Til she's eighteen til she's eighteen)
She will make her plea
(That it's sixteen that it's sixteen)
Apples always fall close to the tree
(She'll be eighteen she'll be eighteen)
And then i will be free
(When she's eighteen when she's eighteen)
We walk around hand in hand
And it never works out quite as planned
We're hanging on with our fingertips until she finds the floor
I used to get away
And relax for just one day
But she keeps me on the run
And god it's fun
She will live with me
(Til she's eighteen til she's eighteen)
She will make her plea
(That it's sixteen that it's sixteen)
Apples always fall close to the tree
(She'll be eighteen she'll be eighteen)
And you had better believe me
(When she's eighteen)
That I'll be free



Авторы: Matthew Robin Brown



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