Give me the end
I want to know how it ends
Girl in the Chinese restaurant
I want to give you what you want
I want to know your name
I have a flame burning for you
The spring rolls too
Screw into the chop suey
And where am I left in
The whole milieux
I ask you how to be a writer
Send in your work
You seem to know what I'm saying
Without me needing to speak
I like that intuition
In one so young
I think we could do things together
Beyond the sun
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