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Hey, who's that, can you take me home

Hey, who's that, can you take me home

Too lazy to re-recognize a member of the opposite sex, ask the name again, ask the age again, chat again, understand each other again, run in again, think about it, and don't know if I am nostalgic or lazy.

When you hesitate to give up, don't give up, because if you really don't want to insist on it, you won't hesitate, hesitation is reluctance.

Hey, who's that, can you take me home

"I can't tell you how much you like me, but I know in my heart that I'd rather argue with you than love someone else."

"The more you grow up, the more you feel that how rare it is to meet someone in your life who spoils you to heaven"

Hey, who's that, can you take me home

The right shoe, only the foot knows; the right person, only the heart knows. Take a thousand roads, only one is suitable; in the face of all kinds of people, one person is enough.

I've seen enough of other people's love and enough of other people's stories. Enough drinking and walking through too many intersections. Now, can you take me home?

One day, I'm used to your straight-forward approach, and you've guessed my duplicity. We look at each other and smile, holding the hand of the Son, and the White Head of the Son.

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