Critiques de Red and Blue

Paroles :One, twoI think I love youYou got ripped jeansI'm only nineteen, what do you wanna do?You got your cigaretteI got my headsetWe're two of a kindYou're spades, and I'm diamondsAnd you know that youYeah, you can see clearly that I am the one you wantBut I must admit that I'm everything you're...