“I can’t really fall asleep, will you please just cuddle me for a little?” Don’t whine, Jamie. “You can leave whenever though.” He softly said, looking down as he pulled at the sleeves of his sweater.
“I don’t need a man to make it happen, I get off being free. I don’t need a man to make me feel good, I get off doing my thing. I don’t need a ring around my finger, to make me feel complete.” Don’t sing that song so loudly, Jamie. You’re in the middle of the street for gods sake.