She remembers her childhood
She remembers the Ox
With teddy bears and underwears



and fourteen pairs of jeans
But she's all grown up now
Decisions of her own
Should she open the door
or should she find another Ox?
It's all up to her now
she owns her own fate
She lost her virginity when she was just eight.
Her childhood is fading fast
The door is open wide.
She lifts her foot up
One by one
Should she go inside?