She'll fall in love. Before she knows what hit her, she'll fall in head over heels, bright lights in Vegas, unconditional, punch drunk love. You can already see him coming--here he is, with his sharp suit and his gold chain and his quick tongue and his time-travelled knowledge; she with her braided hair and her glittery eyes and her brand new shoes and her freshly picked blossoms...
She'll never learn his name, but it won't matter, because he'll teach her everything she'll ever really need to know. And she'll be powerless to stop it...yeah, before she even knows what she's doing, she'll know exactly what she's doing.
So this mystery guy will turn magic tricks with her unruly curls and her precocious hips, and he'll rock her world because she's nice and thick, but as time unfurls...
He'll tire of her pearls...
And move on to the diamonds of other girls...
And she'll be all grown up with nothing to commemorate her journey. Except that nagging pain in her back and that new bump in her belly.
And sometimes, while she's learning her numbers or playing with dolls, she'll wish she could remember the point of it all...
But mostly, her mind will travel with him into the hearts of young women, and she'll watch him touch them in their darkest, most secret places...
And while pining for him, she'll feel for them, because they have braided hair and glittering eyes, and she can already see them giving him their undivided attention, and she knows that before they know what hit them, they'll find themselves in head over heels, bright lights in Vegas, unconditional, punch drunk love...
And they'll be powerless to stop it.
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