Fourteen, Fifteen, Thirteen, Fourteen - Rockettothesky

Fourteen-fifteen,

I’m thirteen-fourteen,

you’re a girl, you’re a boy, you’re a girl

and I l o v e y o u.

Pretend his hand is my hand on your thigh!

Pretend his eye is my eye on your breasts!

He’s a boy he’s your boy he’s my puppet,

and I l o v e y o u.

Comewithme-come.

They say this theatre is haunted!

SoIfeelhandsandskin-touchingalloverallover!

There’s nothing i can do about it.

This ghost has the f i e r c e s t t o n g u e!

And I rub him;

I pass him on to you.

can you feel him?

can we share him?

he makes a chain b e t w e e n o u r b o d i e s Fourteen-fifteen,

I’m thirteen-fourteen,

you’re a girl, you’re a boy, you’re a girl

and I l o v e y o u.

Pretend his hand is my hand on your thigh!

Pretend his eye is my eye on your breasts!

He’s a boy he’s your boy he’s my puppet,

and I l o v e y o u.