Each night I ask, the stars up above
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Put me in your milling machine,
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I never thought you could act so mean
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Now I'm wondering what to do,
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to see if you could love me too
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Each night I ask, the stars up above
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Each night I ask the stars up above
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Though my knees are getting weak,
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and my brain is getting flatter
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Something is near, to tell me it's been badder
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I don't know just what to do,
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to see if you could love me too
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Each night I ask the stars up above
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Why must I be a teenager in love
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Teenager In Love
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| Dick Brave & The Backbeats |
