The first time I saw you I knew there would be no other That tingle told me We were meant for one another I'm calling you 1-2-3 Buttered beauties of the negroid north Spread your glossy tallow on me Oiled wonder of the midnight forest Toss down your web on me She's got me by the tether (sticking it out) In simultated leather (sticking it out) I think she broke my tether C'mon keep on comin' on now
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