Some love turn our square dancing to a passion hug
Tight as the grip of the squid
Gentile as the finger touch of a newborn kid
Over and trade her smile for a million quid
Don’t let my love fall, keep building it
I heard through the great vine that great love, it takes time
Sex shapes the body, shoes shapes the mind
Came for my dinners of fish and chips with vinegar
With a glass of cold style of wine or something similar
Some of the heaters channeled to the Italian peninsula
Her strong pheromones have come over the hand to stick to her
But she aksed for romance, spent this love into her
Don’t let me fall, always remember us
Don’t throw the dice, don’t let them throw the rice
Don’t throw my soul over to the poltergeist
His heart was cold like it was soaked in ice
A stroke of your love is like a stroke of life
Melt in the heat of my passion, magnetic attraction
It’s causing a strong reaction
I need you like I need satisfaction
I need you like I need satisfaction
What will become of me?
If I can’t show my love to the?
What will become of me?
What will become of me?
You can’t marry her
What will become of me?
I heard through the great vine that great love, it takes time
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