La-zy and slow, that is what the girl’s ma-ma cal-led her Said she would scare off a-ny man who nee-ded help, not trou-ble... Drea-ming....al-ways be-a-u-ti-ful dreams...that is how she spent her day. And thin-king of the man...kis-sing her fin-ger-tips one by one, Loo-king in-to her eyes and... Sign in to see full entry.