Don't Let Go - Mona

She, she’s nineteen

She wanna be my friend

If you know what I mean

I, I can’t help myself

Pretending she’s somebody else

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

Just take it slow

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

I think you’re close

All wrapped around my legs

Her belly’s itching

Her eyes are glazed

Skin but not too soft

You’re getting in

And getting off

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

Just take it slow

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

I think you’re close

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

Just take it slow

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

I think you’re close

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

Just take it slow

Hold on, don’t let go

You’re almost there

I think you’re close