Cymia Telleria

Call Me Maybe

Cymia Telleria


Your stare was holdin',
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're going, baby?

Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

It's hard to look right,
At you baaaabeh,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

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