.The papers you've arranged
In a sense they're strange
They speak to me like constellations as we lie here
There's a magic I can't hold
Your smile of honey gold
And that you never seem to be in short supply of
Ooh
So baby let's get it on
Drinkin' wine and killin' time
Sitti.
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