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When I was thirteen, 

I took a girl out to a house. 

It was under construction. 

I took off her shirt. 

She put it on inside out. 

Mine too. 

We cut up our lips. 

We cut up our lips 

because we were young. 

Now, I’m twenty one

and you’re twenty one. 

I think you are. 

When I was sixteen, 

I took a girl to an empty house. 

She took me, I’m wrong. 

She pushed me against the wall,

said something about her religion. 

Now you’re twenty two so I must be twenty one.