Honey, I can see you smiling;
Darling, can’t you tell I’m lying?
Sweetheart you’ll have to do some dying.
Baby, do you find beguiling?
Sad simple little man
I can have attention with a wave of my hand
I just have to look your way
And you’ll do absolutely anything I say
You melt into my charms
You’d do anything to hold me in your arms
My eyes smoulder and my lips pout
In the clothes you’d do anything to get me out.
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