Recien sacada del baul de los recuerdos….

I could write my name by the age of three
and I don't need anyone to cut my meat for me.
I'm a big girl now, see my big girl shoes.
It'll take more than just a breeze to make me fall over....

I'am far gone but you're long distance call and you're capital letters keep me asking for more.... and I can get used to it...

I told you not to push that button.