♪ Hump me, fuck me ♪
♪ Daddy, better make me choke ♪
♪ You better ♪ ♪ Hump me, fuck me ♪
♪ My tunnel loves to deep throat ♪
♪ It do ♪ ♪ Lick, lick, lick, lick ♪
♪ I lick it ♪ ♪ I wanna eat your dick ♪
♪ I do ♪ ♪ But I can't fuck up my nails ♪
♪ I can't ♪ ♪ So I'mma pick it up with chopsticks ♪
♪ Mouth wide open, mouth wide open ♪
[Music distorts] ♪ Mouth wide open like I was at the dentist ♪
NATHAN: So, does anybody think maybe we should involve
any kind of adult?
Most adults I can think of would actually just make this worse.
I think we just have to pull a Greta Thunberg and step up.
ARIANNA: Oh, my God. Greta Thunberg is so funny.
Just like how she says everything really deadpan.
Isn't that because she's autistic?
Oh.
[Baby gurgling]
Thanks for letting us come.
- It's really nice of you to be so nice. - Yeah, no, of course.
You ready?
- Subs by kinglouisxx - for www.addic7ed.com
[Cellphone swishes]
♪♪
SELA: But why San Francisco?
And to spend money on a hotel where it's freezing.
GRETA: It's not freezing.
It's for a field trip for a club I'm in.
- What club? - [Snaps fingers]
Hello? What club?
- Film club. - Film club?
That's a new one. I mean, is there anything else
I should know about my daughter before I come home?
Ay, cabrona, ¿no le dijiste?
You're gonna be a grandmother.
Oh, my God. Stop.
She's kidding. Stop.
If you do that to me again...
[Laughter]
Oh, look at that ugly thing.
Calm down. It's just a hat.
Hey, mira, maybe your rich friends
at film club talk to their mothers that way,
but you're not gonna talk to me that way, okay?
Not everyone gets to go to a good school
and to go to special field trips.
You could be cleaning houses
or doing all kinds of work that you would hate.
Sorry, Mami.
I'm sorry too, mija.
I just miss you.
And I want you to know that I love you.
I love you, too, and I miss you, too.
And that's a boys' hat.
So tell your tia that clothes is one area
that I expect a little bit more from her.
I can't fix all your damage.
- What do you expect? - When I get home...
and the lawyer says it'll be soon...
there's gonna be some real changes.
Like, big changes, okay?
Mamita, I got to go, okay?
I love you.
♪ Oh, oh ♪
MEGAN: No. No, no, no. No, stop sign, stop sign, stop sign!
- I know. - Cripes.
You have got to stop doing that.
- Doing what? - Stopping like that.
How am I stopping?
Like you're not going to.
- Except I did. - You did, yes, at the end.
- You are so stressful. - It is so soft. I die.
NATHAN: I use Sleek & Shine leave-in.
My hand is orgasming.
All right, c-can you maybe not right now while I'm driving?
- MEGAN: Naomi, focus. - Yeah, rude.
- Do you hear your son in the back? - How is it you two
can be so sweet to each other one minute,
and then a split second later,
- you're biting each other's heads off? - You're changing the subject
because you obviously do hear him.
You just don't care 'cause it's with a girl.
- I am tired of this. - Mom, can she focus on driving,
- so we don't die. - Shut the bleeping fuck...
- MEGAN: Naomi! - Oh!
Get out. I'm driving.
- Naomi. - What?
Be careful this weekend, and look out for your brother.
Why is that my responsibility?
Because you are a very responsible person,
and I trust you.
Excuse me.
Should I rethink my decision to let you go
on this trip with your friends?
As far as I can tell,
you barely even attend meetings for this group.
Fine, let him go with all the gay kids.
I hope they make him really gay
and that he comes home with a pierced ear.
It's my understanding that there will be plenty
of heterosexual children there.
That is what I was told. Was I misinformed?
Honey, look, I know it's hard.
And I do, I appreciate that, you know,
you might be feeling left out right now
because your brother's dating your best friend.
- They're not dating. - Yes, they are.
- They're definitely dating. - Not really. No.
- Yes, they definitely are. - Not really.
- They definitely are. - They're not dating.
Look, I see what's going on, okay?
I hear the sexy talk,
which I'm not crazy about, okay?
Obviously.
But I'm looking on the Mr. Brightside of it, you know?
I think maybe Nathan's finally figured out what he wants.
So just watch out for him.
So you want him to hook up with Arianna
so you can think that he's not the gay part of bi.
You just don't want him to hook up too much.
I mean, you know, uh,
those aren't the exact words I would've chosen.
It is literally so unfair.
You wanting them to hook up when you know you'd chew me
for the same exact thing, it is so hypocritical.
- It is not hypocritical. - How?
Because I don't need to explain it, okay?
God is my judge here.
I wish you could hear yourself right now.
- You'd hate it. Can I go now? - You know what?
I do hear myself... all the time.
And you know what else? I do hate it.
And guess what else.
There's another thing.
I'm the parent!
♪♪
Look at her.
Your girlfriend looks like she's Pocahontas modeling
for Teen Vogue.
I bet this whole trip is so you can get in her pants, huh?
She's not my girlfriend.
As of and since when, bitch?
No, no, no, do not let your mother get in your head.
How? Just, like, how?
She's gonna come back, and it's gonna suck.
It just is.
Even today, even when she's not here
she has to control everything.
How am I supposed to live my life when she comes back?
Why would I even go down this road
when it literally just can't happen?
Okay, chula, I'm getting very impatient with you.
If you want to go out there and be unhappy
because you're scared of getting what you want,
be my guest.
Share these.
Okay?
I love you. Now, get out.
I need to get Angel's truck back to him.
Have fun on your boring field trip.
If you end up at Twin Peaks Tavern
and meet a bouncer named Ken,
tell him he can suck my clit.
Aww, I wanted to say hi to Ana.
Sorry.
Are you okay?
You seem kind of somber.
Mm, family shit.
Oh.
- Is everything... - I don't...
I don't really want to get into it.
Sorry.
Okay.
Be discreet.
Vanessa-Lynn Dolorian?
That sounds so fake.
Kelsey Johnston?
Kelsey?
Not even, like, Lopez or something?
Babies, come here.
Come here, come here. Get on, get on, get on.
Okay, after bed check,
we are individually meeting at BART
by the hotel, then heading to the Mission.
There are a bunch of bars down there
that my cousin says are super cool,
so we'll have our "Girls Gone Wild" moment,
and then hopefully not get mugged and murdered,
and be back by 2:30. Boom.
And, J, you are our Jesus for getting these.
MRS. CULPEPPER: Tigers, everybody, gather.
Let's focus up. Come on.
All right. There you go.
Don't leave anything behind.
San Francisco.
Here we come, huh?
All right, claws up.
Look at him. He just drops everything.
I love it. All right, big day, folks.
We are taking this bus to San Fran
to see our very special screening of "Paris Is Burning"
and a Q&A with Jennie Livingston herself.
Now, we're gonna stop for lunch, and after that we might even
get to visit a place next door called Ostrichville.
SAM: Guys, it is a huge privilege to be doing this.
Okay, if we want to do it every year,
we need to be adults today,
meaning no homicides, no robberies, no armed batteries.
- What about arson? - Arson is okay.
You can do a little bit of arson, as a treat.
So, uh, no crimes except arson.
Um, listen to each other.
Listen to Mrs. C and me
and, basically, don't be fucking assholes. Okay?
We promise not to be fucking assholes.
Oh, and no sneaking out.
Nothing that's gonna get you hurt or me
in trouble with your parents.
So what should we name the bus?
Miss Bus.
Ooh, she's a lady.
Oh, my God. Wait, wait.
The bussy.
Everyone, get inside this bussy.
Wow, 15 of us in 1 bussy.
- That's a wide open bussy. - You're insane.
- I hope this bussy doesn't stink. - What's a bussy?
- And we're done with this. - I've never heard that expression.
Okay, let's go.
- Seniority. - Juniority.
Juniority gets back seats.
- Freshmen up front. - Come on, let's go.
SAM: Let's make this easy on us.
Be cool.
[Laughter]
Sit with us. We need a bodyguard
against my literal evil twin.
Okay.
MRS. CULPEPPER: Stuff your stuff way back in there,
way back in the bussy.
See, I told you it'd fit.
All right, looks like we are all inside the bussy.
Let's go.
♪ Girl ♪
♪ If they don't know your worth ♪
♪ Tell 'em you're my girl ♪
♪ And anything you want is yours ♪
♪ Mm, yo ♪
♪ Passion burning ♪
♪ Causing rapture of laughter ♪
♪ Pressure building ♪
Hey, Kelsey.
Don't remind me.
Bitch, don't even. Look at this.
Matt Schwartz.
Are you fucking kidding me?
But it's also like, when life gives you a white name,
you sneak out, and you go to the fucking club.
And you're gonna be grinding with Riley.
And I'm literally wet,
thinking about you guys sharing a bed after.
I mean, no pressure or anything.
No, just, like, if you don't get pussy tonight,
you deserve eternal shame.
[Chuckles]
You okay?
'Cause, like, at least you got
a lover you can bone if you wanted.
Wait.
Are you into someone?
- Always. - Who?
Just this guy from Grindr who's older and bad for me.
How much older?
30.
So, like, statutory vibes or whatever.
But it's just unfair 'cause, like, I'm fine, you know?
I can handle my shit.
Like, it makes no sense that it's rape now...
sorry... but in a year it's fine.
Whatever.
I'm gonna find a new man at the club tonight
and the pheromones will be off the chain
and he's gonna be obsessed with me,
and I'm gonna forget about this.
Ew, listen to me.
I'm not judging.
Oh, you would be if I told you the whole story.
Well, now you have to tell me.
No, I can't, I can't, I can't.
Anyways, I deleted the app.
Sorry, molesters.
Chester the molester.
Stop.
I dare you to keep calling me that.
ARIANNA: Fuck me up.
Have you pet his hair before?
Try it. You'll cum.
No, thank you.
Is September 8th a Virgo?
LUZ: What's your sign for real?
- Um, Libra. - Nice.
Wait, do we have to know our signs?
Yes, we do have to know our signs.
My friends got asked this question, and they did not know.
They just froze, and they were like, "Bye.
We're gonna call the cops, and we're gonna take your shit."
- Fuck. Okay, I'm Scott... - Yeah.
- ...something from somewhere. - Oh, God.
- Stop it. - I'm Melanie Swanson.
You are going to get us so narc'd.
Also, you look the youngest, so if we get carded,
that's already on you.
Wait, isn't Delilah also Melanie Swanson?
Are you fucking kidding me?
- Oh, my God. - I do not look the youngest.
- Yes, you do. - Oh, baby, no.
With this skin?
Be happy.
Is that the lady that whispers in German and cuts up sand?
@elisa-underscore-crinkles?
- Do you follow her? - I'm obsessed.
Have you seen the ones where they scoop the purple sand?
What? No, show me.
Ah. God, I wish they'd stop soon.
I have to pee so bad.
Oh, why is this so satisfying?
I know. I legit thought I was the only person
who liked this stuff.
Besides, like, the 20 million viewers.
Rude.
What the hell?
- [Laughter] - Was that you guys?
I was like, "What the hell?"
[Laughter]
You guys want some?
- Unh-unh. - Ew.
♪ Hit that pose, take that flick ♪
- ♪ Check your angle, post that shit ♪ - Oh, my God. This fucking song!
Just bury me right now!
♪ Hit that pose, take that flick ♪
♪ Check your angle, post that shit ♪
♪ Hit that pose, take that flick ♪
♪ Check your angle, post that shit ♪
♪ My bitch will get on the ground ♪
♪ Just to make sure the light is found ♪
♪ The way she make them angles hit ♪
♪ She like Bill Cunningham with that shit ♪
♪ I mean that shot ♪
♪ Richard Avedon, to make me look like a don ♪
♪ I got so many pieces, bitch, why not? ♪
♪ Have me a photo shoot right on the block ♪
♪ I put two lanes on gridlock ♪
♪ So I could sit in a fierce squat ♪
♪ Spent big money on a wristwatch ♪
♪ I like to own tip-top ♪
♪ Catch me in McAir, click ♪
♪ The only make two pairs, click ♪
♪ Get into this hair, click ♪
♪ I'm Herb Ritts with the shit ♪
♪ Go on, Diddy, crop that bitch ♪
♪ Annie Leibovitz ♪
♪ Go on, Diddy, crop that bitch ♪
♪ I'm Herb Ritts with the shit ♪
♪ Go on, Diddy, crop that bitch ♪
- TOGETHER: ♪ All through the town ♪ - ♪ Annie Leibovitz ♪
TOGETHER: ♪ The skanks on the bussy go pound, pound, pound ♪
♪ Pound, pound, pound ♪
♪ The skanks on the bussy go pound, pound, pound ♪
♪ All through the town ♪
♪ Go pound, pound, pound ♪
♪ All through the town ♪
Chiquita, hey, want to try some fruit?
Why do you hate delicious fruit?
Did a strawberry kill your father?
[Laughs]
Sonrisa bonita.
No me gusta, pero gracias.
Oh, ¿eres Méxicana?
Pienso que eres Francesa o Cubana.
¿Cubana?
- Chicana to the core, fool. - [Both laugh]
Lo siento mucho. Perdoname.
- ¿De dónde eres? - Yo soy de aquí.
Pero mi mamá es de Guadalajara.
Yo también. Hace cuatro años en la universidad.
Estudiando como vender fruta.
[Laughs]
Vuelve después de comer, y te daré
el precio especial para tapatíos.
Yo, MAGA alert.
I repeat, MAGA alert.
Shutting down all queer activity.
So this is the day I get murdered.
Of everyone here, you're the one who's gonna say that?
I hope you're right, though.
Go tell that guy you're bi.
Why don't you go tell him you're a virgin?
♪♪
[Indistinct conversations]
♪♪
[Camera shutter clicking]
♪♪
Can I help you with something?
You guys photographers?
Fashion bloggers?
'Cause I can't think of any other appropriate reason for you
to take pictures of my kids right now.
Okay, here we go.
That's it. Plenty of room.
Uh-oh.
I have a feeling I'm about to be a bad girl.
It all looks too good. I'm doing it.
Just don't tell Mrs. Culpepper.
Is she married? Or is this a third-person thing?
Married.
But if you're bad, I will tell on you.
NATHAN: I would not.
Oh, please. You would...
You would absolutely fuck your clone.
Not only that, actually, you would film it
and then jerk off to it later.
Okay, you're totally right. I would fuck my clone.
At first, I thought I would, too,
but I think if my pussy tastes weird
- I'd rather not know. - Wait, how about this one?
Would you rather have sex with your boyfriend
in your dad's body
or have sex with your dad in your boyfriend's body?
- I love the Internet. - Oh, God.
I guess maybe Dad in boyfriend's body.
'Cause, like, if it looked like my boyfriend,
I could just tell myself that it's him, and, like,
I don't know, fuck him real quick, you know?
What if he moves like your father?
What if he smells like your father?
You came to that conclusion way too easily.
- What about you? - It's different for me.
- Which dad? - Does it matter?
Is there one you'd rather have sex with?
Well, bitch, would you rather bottom
for your dad or eat your mom's coochie?
- Ugh, stop. I'm gonna gag. - Yeah, on your dad's dick.
- No, that's not what I'm saying. - We're not saying you're not people.
I'm not saying freshmen aren't people.
I'm just saying, like, when I was a freshman,
I was so fucking naive.
- Oh, so naive. - Like, I'm surprised an upperclassmen
didn't straight-up murder me.
- They should've just ended my life. - Same.
If I had advice for you,
it would probably be to respect your elders, basically.
Like, the juniors. Just, like, give them
your place in line, don't be in their way,
or, like, if you get nachos at nutrition
and a senior wants them, just give them your nachos.
Or buy them nachos.
Which is not hazing, by the way.
It's more of a circle-of-life thing.
You're only sophomores, right?
I don't get what you're saying.
What? Were you ever a stoner?
Mnh-mnh. You know you can't ask me that.
That's a yes.
Okay, so, fine, what can we ask you then?
If it's boring, you can ask it.
- If it's boring. - Okay.
[Clears throat] When did you know
you wanted to be a guidance counselor?
- But for real, when did you? - Uh, for real, for real?
You think you can just waltz all up in here
like Little Miss Social Worker and give us nothing?
The nerve of you.
I mean, you be extracting vulnerable stories from us
like you Mariah with the prosthetic nose
and we all Gabourey Sidibe.
This is all based on a novel "Push" by Sapphire,
which, for some reason, is included in the title.
It's already a long title.
Why did they need to include that part, too?
[Laughter]
You crack me up.
I'll be here all day.
- Ah. Regresaste. - [Laughs]
¿Ya me perdonaste, chiquita?
[Speaking Spanish]
[Laughs]
Quería ver si ustedes quieren agua.
Hace mucho calor.
No necesitamos agua.
[Chuckles]
También tengo pan dulce.
¿No te vas a comer esto?
[Chuckles]
Me llamo Greta.
Arturo. Mucho gusto.
[Speaks Spanish]
Voy a un paseo con el grupo de mi escuela.
Ah, qué fancy.
- Field trip. - [Chuckles]
Eres como mi mamá.
Qué bueno, ¿no?
Hey! iQuieren pan dulce!
Gracias, señora.
[Laughs]
♪ I wonder what the future holds for me ♪
♪ I wonder if you'll always love me ♪
[Camera shutter clicks]
MRS. CULPEPPER: Whereas, in Holland,
- [Cellphone chimes] - monks made crude ale.
Okay, if that doesn't tell you about the US versus Europe,
I don't know what does, because that's the way you do it.
We have a great life here.
♪ I wonder what the future holds for me ♪
♪♪
♪ You said you would always be true ♪
♪ And that you would never make me blue ♪
♪ Now you tell me lies ♪
♪ So many alibis ♪
[Beep, click]
RILEY: This is porn.
Why can't these really be my ass?
Can I get a close-up of you with one of these shirts?
Yes, yes.
Mm.
Aww.
Ew, I look like I'm 10.
Can I please keep it? Just for me?
I promise I won't show it.
Sorry I was weird this morning.
Oh, no, th-that's fine. It's okay.
It's just my mom.
Like, just everything that's going on right now.
I kind of get it.
[Ostriches chirping]
MRS. CULPEPPER: Aren't they beautiful?
Not only are these birds the world's fastest animal
on two legs, they're the only birds that have a bladder.
Other birds don't have bladders?
No, they have cloacas.
Yeah, it's an all-purpose hole is what that is.
Goals.
Ooh, grab your neck. Ooh, ooh, ooh.
[Laughs] Strangle.
What are you doing?
[Both laugh]
- Stop. - Ow, bit my face.
She bring it to you every ball.
Why y'all gagging, though?
Ooh, bitch, what?
Ooh, she really did that.
Ooh, she did that, though.
MRS. CULPEPPER: Hey, ladies and gentlemen, no horseplay.
COOPER: No. No. Oh, come on.
You messed with the wrong dude.
- Come on, guys. - Hey.
Oh, come on. All right, all right, that's enough.
Attention, Tigers!
Claws up.
Aah! Oh, shit!
- Oh. - Motherfucker!
Okay, okay.
- Is it bleeding? - Uh, yes.
- Squeeze it, squeeze it. It's all good. - Shit. Cocksucker.
♪ Back in the city, I'm just another girl in a sweater ♪
♪ Been waiting for regret to hit me ♪
♪ Some kind of reckoning ♪
I feel like this trip would've gone so much faster
if you were sitting with me the whole time.
Me, too.
I hope they put us in the same room tonight.
♪ Back in the city, I'm just another girl in a sweater ♪
♪ Perpetual novice ♪
Do you know that feeling when a song is, like,
not just speaking to you but it, like, is you?
Definitely.
Can I play something for you?
♪ Who is the you who I sing to when the house is empty? ♪
♪ You open the door to another door, to another door ♪
♪ To another door, to another door ♪
♪ And I'm running through to you ♪
♪ You open the door to another door, to another door ♪
♪ To another door, to another door ♪
♪ And I'm running through to you ♪
- Wait, who's that? - ♪ And we're waking up sore and dizzy ♪
No one.
♪ From a 10-year concussion ♪
♪ And the rainfall makes you miss me ♪
You're good.
Huh?
Didn't realize until two minutes ago
that you completely got out of telling us
- why you became a counselor. - [Chuckles]
Mm. Did I?
You did. Yes.
Got to respect the skill, but people demand answers.
Oh, well, at the risk of disappointing the people,
I, uh...
I never wanted to be a counselor.
What did you want to be?
An architect.
Only, I... I can't draw... at all...
and, um, all my ideas were for things like, uh...
like circular houses
or, I don't know, domed garages, you know, underground cities.
- And what's wrong with that? - I forget.
But a lot. A lot.
And the whole time I was taking, um, sociology and volunteering
at a middle school, and during that time,
I did not want to bang my head against a wall,
so here I am.
"Condragulations. You're a winner, baby."
[Medicine bottle opens]
Ugh, oh, ibuprofen time.
You guys want to play "Never Have I Ever"?
- Yes. - I guess.
- All right, five fingers. - Wait, wait, wait.
Can we do the rule where you have to say "ding"
when you put your finger down so you can't be sneaky?
Ooh, fuck yeah.
Oh, that's hot when you say that.
- "Fuck yeah"? - Yeah.
Fuck yeah.
- Oh, my God. - I'll go.
Uh, never have I ever said "I love you"
in a romantic context.
Wait, have I ever said it? I must've.
Um, now it's Cooper's turn.
Um, never have I ever...
uh... uh...
I don't know. I can't think of one.
Just think, like, what have you never done?
Okay, um, never have I ever tried to suck my own dick.
- Ding. - Checks out.
Do you always have to take it to a bitchy place?
Chill. I'm just saying
you trying to suck yourself off checks out.
So, uh, what's on the horizon for you after La Palma Cypress?
Too many things.
Um, living in London maybe.
Or Milan or Paris.
I-I-I don't know. I just kinda, like, feel London.
And I kind of think I might study psychology.
I could see that for you.
Because of all the mind games I play?
Because you're perceptive.
Um, but I can't just, like, give up being into fashion
so I don't know.
Uh, I might study art or literature and be, like,
that suburban gay.
But then there's just, like, a lazy, dark part of me
that just wants to say, "Fuck it all,"
and just, like, be an influencer
'cause I know I could do it with both eyes closed.
So literary artist, psychologist, uh,
suburban gay influencer... in London.
[British accent] You about to tell me I can't.
[Laughs] I was about to praise your vision.
My closeted self was so inside-the-box,
I was designing the blueprints for the box.
[Normal voice] You sad, sad Millennial.
Put it on my tombstone.
NATHAN: Okay, here's one.
Never have I ever,
oh, gotten period stains on my pants while rock climbing.
- Seriously? - Yeah. Anyone? Anybody?
- No? - Ding. All right, I'll go next.
Never have I ever had a JoJo Siwa sweatshirt
two years ago when I was 14.
[Laughter]
Are you gonna say "ding"?
- Ding. - Never have I ever...
Never have I ever shown my vagina to
- the mailman when we were kids. - Why?
- What? - Never have I ever hooked up
with my sister's childhood best friend
'cause I think with my tiny dick instead of my tiny brain.
Okay, that's kind of mean.
Never have I crashed into a garbage can
'cause I can't fucking drive and started sobbing
in the car literally this morning.
Never have I ever gotten cum in my eye.
- What? - Wait. Wait.
COOPER: Wait, Nathan, so, was it yours or someone else's?
And by my 40s, I'mma have a full London townhouse and all that.
Butler, coat of arms.
How old are you now? 17?
Not for much longer, but yeah.
Just 'cause, you know, how kids want to pretend
they're older, get away with things, you know?
[Rattling, thudding]
[Tires squealing]
SAM: Is everyone okay? Is anyone hurt?
[Indistinct conversations]
Can you all please check on each other?
♪ I've been looking for someone ♪
♪ And you might be the one ♪
♪ I can't describe the feeling ♪
♪ So I wrote you this song ♪
♪ I've been looking for someone ♪
♪ And you might be the one ♪
♪ I can't describe the feeling, so I wrote you this song ♪
[Rapping] ♪ Yeah, told you that I'm fine, I'm all right ♪
♪ You don't have to ask me twice ♪
♪ I've been looking for someone, I've been looking all my life ♪
♪ Asked a girl in every country, but no one to be my wife ♪
♪ I been feeling hella hungry ♪
♪ With some food still on my knife ♪
♪ I say ♪
[Singing] ♪ We could stay at mine ♪
♪ But you would have to leave before nine ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Don't say you like me ♪
♪ I pray you might be ♪
♪ The one I should stay with for the rest of my life ♪
♪ Don't say you like me ♪
♪ I pray you might be ♪
♪ The one I should stay with for the rest of my life ♪
♪ I've been looking for someone ♪
♪ And you might be the one ♪
♪ I can't describe the feeling ♪
♪ So I wrote you this song ♪
♪ I've been looking for someone ♪
♪ And you might be the one ♪
♪ I can't describe the feeling ♪
♪ So I wrote you this song ♪