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Well, I met you at the blood bank We were looking at the bags Wondering if any of the colors Matched any of the names we knew on the tags You said, "Look it, that's yours Stacked on top with your brother's See how they resemble one another's Even in their plastic little covers?" And I said, "I, I know it well That secret that you know That you don't know how to tell It fucks with your honor And it teases your head But you know that it's good, girl 'Cause it's running you with red" The snow started falling We were stuck out in your car You werе rubbing both my hands Chewing on a candy bar You said, "Ain't this just like the prеsent To be showing up like this?" As the moon waned to crescent We started to kiss Letras de cancionesAnd I said, "I, ooh, I know it well That secret that we know That we don't know how to tell I'm in love with your honor I'm in love with your cheeks What's that noise up the stairs, babe? Is that Christmas morning creaks?" I said, "I, ooh, I know it well" From Letras Mania