What's in your life, dear stephanie
What's in your life for me
Aches and pains they cloud your sight
But tired you did you said you did
What can I say, dea stephanie
Who shal I next inform
Of love and poetry that you bring
Your eyes, your hair, your everything
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on
What am I now, dear stephanie
Am I you in disguise
The words they come so naturally
I save them all for stephanie, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Hey, all right
Talk to me all the time
From a to z and in between
Say it sweet all the time
All the time, yeah ...
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