Air - High School Lover | Текст песни

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I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor.
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my playground love.
Yet my hands are shaking.
I feel my body leaning.
Time's no matter, I'm on fire
On the playground love.
You're the piece of gold,
That flushes all my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
You're my playground love.
Anytime, anywhere,
You're my playground love.

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