The Infatuation
Infatuated by the way you move
I’d like to be close to you
Circumstances are your happily married
Let me not get carried away
By the way you sway your hips
And lick your lips
Putting my head down
When your husband comes around
Thinking he is one lucky man
Sincerely
Your biggest fan
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