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She looks at him, checking out his moves Touches his terry cloth shirt as she walks into the room Puts her feet on the desk, never did what he told her She's so much older And she's so open He's frosty eyed, she doesn't mean to pry His face is glowing from his red iguana light She's so alright, and getting closer You can hear the sound of bumping teeth in the night And she's so open Will film, moving to california someday She's so cold to his sun baked ways His favorite film is clear and present danger And die hard 1, and die hard 2, and die hard 3, and die hard 4