The ones that make you blush.
The ones that make you cry.
The ones that make you slap your hand over your mouth because your squealing laugh is going to heard by your co-workers.
The ones that make you think,... god, I want to be there too.
Is it any wonder I love so? SQUEEEEEEEEEE
The ones that make you cry.
The ones that make you slap your hand over your mouth because your squealing laugh is going to heard by your co-workers.
The ones that make you think,... god, I want to be there too.
Is it any wonder I love so? SQUEEEEEEEEEE