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?