.I like your hands, sorry I don't get your jokes
I'll kiss your neck and buy you flowers till I'm well broke
you're looking restless, wearing down the floor
I very often feel quite anxious that you find me such a bore
I'd like to tell you all my secrets,
give you a clean slate.
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