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Mom, my 25th is coming
You think, that I'm sneaky hiding
With whom I spend vacation time
Go to the movies, walk around town
My family worries and whispers
That boyfriendless the younger sister is
So charming focused beauty with no man
Such a shame
I'm the cripple of love
Looking for my own parking space
Glance your eyes around, boy
The bride's ready for your embrace
I'm the cripple of love
Looking for my own parking space
Look in the side mirror
The bride's ready for your embrace
Mom, I'll be 28 tomorrow
The same status, single autumn
No, haven't met, let's change the theme
How is your gardening
The longer waiting, fewer fellows
Rapidly riding alone unluckiness
Nobody could catch up to you
Why’ve chosen this route
I'm the cripple of love
Looking for my own parking space
Glance your eyes around, boy
The bride's ready for your embrace
I'm the cripple of love
Looking for my own parking space
Glance your eyes around, boy
The bride's ready for your embrace
I'm the cripple of love
Looking for my own parking space
Glance your eyes around, boy
The bride's ready for your embrace
I'm the cripple of love
Looking for my own parking space
Glance your eyes around, boy
The bride's ready for your embrace
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