Me Lambe

What? What is that child doing there all young?
See, you already know how to shake your hips, and nowadays who doesn't?
If she gives in, I swear I won't do anything
It's a crime and it's against custom
But if I'm on the street and she's holding hands with another guy
I'm dying of jealousy

And I'm happy with the wicked ones
Thinking it was the one
And this little thing appears to me

Give me your phone number now, we'll call another day
I want to take you to a place where your stomach feels like butterflies
To tell me the truth
How old are you?
I think at your age
Now you can play at making a baby

As the view is beautiful from the Ferris wheel, it is
So big
I think she thought I was a popsicle
lick me
It was at the amusement park that she became a woman
From the strong
Girl picks up the doll and makes it stand up

I'm sorry to tell you, friend, but she's a minor
This is a crime
Your guard, if it wasn't for me, it could be worse
Imagine

The man with the truncheon said, as he handcuffed me
That she was only seventeen, that her father was a doctor
And if it were me, I would still do the same
If it were next year, it would be normal

As the view is beautiful from the Ferris wheel, it is
So big
I think she thought I was a popsicle
lick me
It was at the amusement park that she became a woman
From the strong
Girl picks up the doll and makes it stand up

As the view is beautiful from the Ferris wheel, it is
So big
I think she thought I was a popsicle
lick me
It was at the amusement park that she became a woman
From the strong
Girl picks up the doll and makes it stand up