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" Here she is, direct from the convent, Miss Dixie Leonard."
I was alone on a shelf in a world by myself.
Oh, where could my Prince Charming be?
But a man came along, made my life like a song, and taught me these words of ecstasy, tenderly.
I want some huggin' and some squeezin' and some muggin' and some teasin' and some stuff like that there. I want some pettin' and some spoonin' and some happy honeymoonin' and some stuff like that there.
I used to think that love was just a lot o' rubbish; a mess o' cabbage, a mess o' cabbage.
But now my attitude is wholly lovey dovish, and baby, you, you've done it!
I want some kissin' and some hopin' and some missin' and some mopin' and some stuff like that there. I want some leapin' and some chasin' and some weepin' and some pacin' and some stuff like that there.
And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it.
There's really only one expression to express it. I want some huggin' and some squeezin' and some muggin' and some teasin' and some leapin' and some chasin' and some weepin' and some pacin' and some stuff, I want some stuff like that there.
I used to think romance was bunk, a double mickey for the ickey.
But all at once my heart was sunk, and baby, you, you done it!
I want some kissin' and some hopin' and some missin' and some mopin' and some stuff like that there. I want some leapin' and some chasin' and some weepin' and some pacin' and some stuff like that there.
And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it.
There's really only one expression to express it. I want some huggin', squeezin', muggin', teasin' and some stuff, stuff like that there!
Oooooooooh!
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