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You will be mine!
I’ll make you laugh I’ll make you smile
I’ll use my charm I’ll use my style
I’ll give you drinks I’ll get you drunk
you’ll look at me and see a hunk.
We’ll have a meal we’ll have a dance
we’ll dim the light for ambience.
I’ll kiss your lips I’ll kiss your neck
you’ll say to me, “Oh what the heck”.
Forget your worries and your cares
as I race...
Thursday 28th February 2013 8:21 am
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