Fourteen, fifteen
I'm thirteen, fourteen
You're a girl, you're a boy, you're a girl
And I love you
Pretend his hands is my hands on your thigh
Pretend his eyes is my eyes on your breasts
He's a boy, he's a boy, he's my puppet
And I love you
Come with me, come
They say this teather is haunted
So I feel hands and skin
Touching all over, all over
There's nothing I can do about it
This ghost has the fiercest tongue
And I rub him
I pass him on to you
Oh
Can you feel it?
Can we share him?
He makes a chain between our bodies
Fourteen, fifteen
I'm thirteen, fourteen
You're a girl, you're a boy, you're a girl
And I love you
Pretend his hands is my hands on your thigh
Pretend his eyes is my eyes on your breasts
He's a boy, he's a boy, he's my puppet
And I love you