I met a girl the other day, her name was Chelsea. She wasn’t much to look at, or talk to. She liked to dye her hair and pretend she wasn’t there. I met a girl the other day, her name was Chelsie.
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I met a girl the other day, her name was Chelsea. She wasn’t much to look at, or talk to. She liked to dye her hair and pretend she wasn’t there. I met a girl the other day, her name was Chelsie.