Every sunday morning, everytime we feast Everything we order, she only smiles for me Extra on the sweetness, extra on the please Give an extra tip to pay her bachelor degree
Sweet marie, sweet marie, you don't have to pour more cream Sweet marie, sweet marie, you just need to pour more sugar
Just before I leave, just before I ask Better make my decision, better make it fast Starting with your eyes, start to fantasize Visions of a cleopatra all domesticized
This is genuine, I'm not a valentine, You stop to tell me that this is not the place and time But I got future plans, can you tell me when, What where why how, will I get to see you again
I'm not a criminal, not even physical I'm so passive, aggressive, and pitiful But for you I build a home, I never leave you alone, Don't got a job, but I find a way to bring the bacon home
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