Monica Thirty-one thousand two hundred and fifty-six Liu Shuang Thirty-one thousand two hundred and fifty-six Monica

Hello Monica, see you Cynthia
Hello Monica, and you are Pandora
See you Monica anesthesia
See you Monica, oh my Cinderella
Oh my Monica, be my Signora
Will you let me play a sonata
Oh my Monica, be my Signora
Don't you let me cry, cuz you the young Monica
So Monica Monica, be my Signora
Oh Monica Monica, oh my Monica
black gives you eyes, black gives you light.
black gives you long hair and gives you a black heart.
you're wearing a black skirt and hiding in a black forest.
every black night, like a black fan.
you stained my living room, and you broke my vase.
you tear up my sweater and take my heart away.
you are stupid and smart, you are clumsy and sensitive.
you are sentimental, passionate and cruel.
black gives you eyes, black gives you light.
black gives you long hair and gives you a black heart.
you're wearing a black skirt and hiding in a black forest.
every black night, like a black fan.
you stained my living room, and you broke my vase.
you tear up my sweater and take my heart away.
you are stupid and smart, you are clumsy and sensitive.
you forgot my name, my name
Sorry Monica, sorry Monica
Sorry Monica, don't you hate me Monica
I can't sleep at night. Where are the cats coming downstairs?
cried incessant, like a baby crying and laughing.
Monica, be quiet
Monica, let me sleep tonight
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