cheerleader / hemmings
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She gives me love and affection
Baby did I mention you're the only girl for me
No I don't need a next one
Mom loves you too she thinks I made the right selection
Now all thats left to do is just me to pop the question
Cause oh I think, that I found myself a cheerleader
She's always right there when I need her
Oh, I think that I found myself a cheerleader
She's always right there when I need her
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