Kate.21 years old. Germany.
Sweet sixteen and we had arrived
Baby's table dancin' at the local dive,
Cheering our names in the pink spotlight.
Drinkin' cherry schnapps in the velvet night.
There she was my new best friend.
High heels in her hands, swayin' in the wind.
While she starts to cry, mascara runnin' down her little Bambi eyes:
"Lana, how I hate those guys."