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translations:

pronouns for reader: she/her

(Y/H/L) = your hair length

(Y/H/C) = your hair colour

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She ain't got no money

Her clothes are kinda funny

I've seen this girl around town, pretty girl she is. Her clothes aren't exactly like others and from what i've heard, she doesn't have a lot of money, but i don't really care. She seems like a sweet person!

Her hair is kinda wild and free

Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me

Her hair is (Y/H/L) and (Y/H/C), it's so gorgeous. She never puts an effort into her hair which i love, its always wild and free. I could tell that i was falling for this girl, and I haven't even spoken a word to her...is that a bad thing?

She talks kinda lazy

And people say she she's crazy

I started talking to her a few weeks ago, we've gotten real close. Her voice is soothing but lazy, it seems like she's not interested in anything you say but in her eyes, you can tell she is because as soon as you stop talking to her, she rushes in and says; "no keep going, your not boring me, don't worry!"

People say I'm crazy for liking the 'crazy girl' of the town but they only think she's crazy because of her looks. Her unique hair, fashionable clothes. I'd say they're jealous of her, because i would be. She's perfect in every way...

And her life's a mystery

Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me

The only thing is, i don't know anything about her family or anything like that. But if she wants to keep it private, i don't mind. I fall more and more in love with her each day, no matter what she doesn't tell me or keeps to herself, it won't bother me, and it won't change my feelings for her.

There's something about her hand holding mine

It's a feeling that's fine

And I just gotta say

As we got closer and closer, we started holding hands or holding each other by the waist or shoulder. It was mostly hands. It made me feel...amazing and warm inside. Her hand always squeezed mine every now and then...

She's really got a magical spell

And it's working so well

That I can't get away

Its like she had a gift of making me feel safe, its like a spell. Once she holds me, i never want her to let go of me. I can't get away from her...not that I want too, my liking towards her grew and grew and luckily she became more comfortable around me. No lazy voice, her crazy self shows more which I absolutely adore in every way!

I'm a lucky fella

And I've just got to tell her

I'm so lucky i met her. People (especially my family) think its weird that me, Camilo Madrigal, has fallen in love with a 'simple, poor girl' but to me, she's special, no matter how much money she has or how crazy she is. Shes like a shot of espresso, shes energetic and enthusiastic and i just have to say...

That I love her endlessly

Because Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me

"Y/n" I whispered in her ear and she looked up at me with her gorgeous (Y/E/C) eyes. I smiled and dipped down to her ear. "I love you" i felt her shiver and focused on her smile. "Guess what" i looked into her eyes and she pressed her lips to mine before pulling away 1 minute later. "I love you more, Camilo Madrigal" i win guys...i win.