

Reach OutI’m young and I’m free to find myself While I’m fit and able and in good health The time is taken before we settle down To enjoy our youth and go out on the townReach Out
I’ve finally found what I want to do After so much time searching my soul through But now they want to take it all away You’re just not good enough is what they say
Chorus How many times have we reached out? Striving towards our goals we shout You cannot stop us, cos we are united This is our future and it won’t be blighted
When we’re 15, we must make some choices That shape our f


What Was I Thinking?What the hell was I thinking As I stand there at you your door Baring myself to you and the world Then you knock me flat to the floorWhat Was I Thinking?
I sit here alone and wonder why You walked out on me It’s something I just can’t fathom You say you need to be free
Chorus I’m gone, and you’re killing me I’m gone, and you’re killing me I’m gone And I don’t know how to move on
Now here I stand, alone Wondering what went wrong It has really started to hit me I don’t know if I can stay strong
Everyone tries to help me Pick up ou


Happy With YouChorus The things you say And what they mean Mean more to me Than you could ever believe You make me smile That is rare You mean more to me Than you could ever conceiveHappy With You
I’m lying here awake I can’t hold still I cannot sleep Cos of your sex appeal
You’re stuck inside my head You won’t move out This is something special Without a doubt
There’s nothing in the world That I want more From your pretty little feet To your smile that I adore
Chorus
So let’s not wait For another se


No title, againI walk the floor, looking for a catch Eyes darting all about When you brush by me and touch my hand I know it’s you I’m gonna mountNo title, again
Now I’ve got my mark, I’m all set I wait for a mistake Your eyes glance away, I slip it in The drug for date rape
Chorus If I get the chance I’m gonna make you dance I’m gonna take advantage of you If your guard goes down I’m gonna go to town And take advantage of you
I’ll keep an eye on you from afar Wait for you to walk on by Then I’ll make my move, grab your arm And offer to give you
could it be?
whats going on on your side stranger.
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'"The thing about laundromats," he said,
"is that you're always finding other people's pubic hairs in the washers.
Not that i mind particularly.
I'm not picky about germs or anything.
It's just rather gross. Have some chocolate?"'
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