Little

one oh three
two oh four
five oh five
wait a second
I'm gonna hate you when I'm sixteen
/you really had to think about that for a while didn't you?
/yeah pretty much
I love you right now
I'm talking to you when you're sixteen
and I'm sixteen
and he won't love you as much as I do
but you won't understand
you'll love him
and you'll leave
one oh three
two oh four
five oh five

The End

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