This silly thought occurred to me
I think that you're my cup of tea
It would be spectacular, or in the vernacular
Just think how happy we could be
I'd tell you things you want to hear
Sweet nothings whispered in your ear
'Cause nothings they may be, but it means the world to me
to whisper them to you, my dear
Oh I need you so
Just thought you should know
I have to say you look first rate
And you look like you smell great
But most of all I see, though of course not literally
that you look good enough to ate...
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