disclaimer: i suck at playing guitar. also i always fuck up the last verse so i stopped there... lyrics: you were fresh off the boat from virginia i had a year in new york city under my belt we met in a dream we were both 19 i remember where we were standing i remember how it felt two little girls growing out of their training bras this little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws two girls together just a little less alone this little girl cries wee wee wee all the way home ...