She's me, I'm her in a different font. Just a few years younger, a new haircut. Very Leo of you with your Scorpio touch. Now, now. Going down on her on your vintage rug. Bet she's so impressed by your Basquiat. And she thinks you're deep in the ways you're not. Now, now. I can't put it on her, she's a sweet kid. But she's taking the bait like we all did. She looks like all of your girls but blonder. A little like me, just younger. Bet she loves when she hears you say, you're so mature for your agе, babe. She looks like she could be your daughter. Like me before I got smarter. When I was flattered to hear you say, you're so mature for your age, babe, oh.
Mature by Hilary Duff














