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Oooh aahh, aahh Feeling fluffy in my evening dress My love is an unmade pledge Messy and unkempt but a safe place to rest When we're older we can be friends Maybe even lovers on the weekend What a waste, what a waste Oh what a waste, what a waste Oh, what a waste, what a waste What a waste, what a waste Oh what a waste, what a waste Oh what a waste, what a waste Well do the countries around me make you feel еvolved? Was it unlikely inspiring to make mе this small? And was it only after you cut me down to size That the time we had spent made you feel the most alive, alive Oh what a waste Oh what a waste What a waste, what a waste Oh what a waste, what a waste Oh what a waste this was Oh what a waste this was Oh what a waste this was Oh what a waste this was From Letras Mania