Different games

Checking in our underpants
this is how we knew we were different
didn’t have any clue, what to do
with them by then

We were juvenile
watching our first x-rated movie
you said – when we’re grown up
it’ll be you and me

Not a Barbie doll
Not a toy train
We had our different games
Everyone used to call us insane
‘Cause we had our different games
Oh yeah, our different games

Broke into the storeroom
There our love had a bloom
How do they do the French kiss
You taught me like feeding from spoon

While playing truth and dare
you always had only thing to care
what I wore inside under my pants
So I stopped wearing them

Not a Barbie doll
Not a toy train
We had our different games
Everyone used to call us insane
‘Cause we had our different games
Oh yeah, our different games.

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  1. “what I wore inside…” okay! childhood love is it?

  2. excellent, just excellent. good to see you again. I have been struggling to find everyone who I was in touch with through the last blog and i am pleased you stopped by. I’ll be reading more real soon. keep smiling and keep writing, kind regards from baldy 🙂

  3. Reblogged this on EXPOSED EMOTIONS and commented:

    Something I wrote after watching the french movie: Love me if you dare (2003). Not to mention I loved it.

  4. Ooooh! Smiled the whole way through 🙂 sweet love

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