Is She

It was the first thing I saw when I came,
and I don’t need to know a name,
there’s only one question…
Is she, Is she old?
Is she old enough for me?
She kicks off her shoes, and offers me her hand,
it’s time to end this, anticipation…
Now I move her to the sound,
when the music slows right down,
lips close to her face,
but there’s one big question in that tiny space…
Is she, Is she old?
Is she old enough for me?
You can hear music and conversation from apartment no.5,
I’m with all of my friends, anticipation…
So I move her to the sound,
when the music slows right down,
lips close to her face,
but there’s one big question in that tiny space…
Is she, Is she old?
Is she old enough for me?
repeat x 2