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