Please, please, Baby Lemonade




Lloyd Dobler: This girl was different, man. When we’d go out, we wouldn’t even have to go out, you know? We’d just hang out. The girl made me trust myself, man. I was walking around and I was feeling satisfied. Can you imagine that? Then she cuts me loose. I don’t know why. She won’t tell me why. Who knows the real reason? Maybe it’s ‘cause of her father, I don’t know. She won’t talk to me, won’t look at me.


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