Ooh she Gally Wow We!
Tensing each minute she's jewel
Crafted with perfection
Ah marketers jewel
Shines like ah ruby
A red night sky
Each passing minute
As thyme goes by
As thyme goes buy
Flavorful the steaks
Smokey cigar filled lounge
Away from the fans
Away from the crowds
She smiles in admiration
The tulips bloom
Sweet the gesture
Our honeymoon
Now as I wonder
She is seamster
Bussing through the lace
Sweet satisfying
Ah smile on her face
I'm just waiting
No thyme to erase
A lovers minute
At ah lovers pace
She makes me oh she gally
Whoomp she do
Ah sweet minute
On our honeymoon
What are we missing
It just me and you
Romantic sounds
For just us two
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