The Kettler

L have given all that
I have to give
And if you 
don't want to
I don't know
Who will
Tell me
Why .............
Miss the same
Love that
Made mi laugh
Make me cry?
Ah him whom
She'll day yah sit
On'ah mount tan
Thankin itiahh
Great big rock
the love you
Giving ain't never
gonna stop
The love that you
Giving when it comes round
You treat me
Lika clown
A skepicail
For who comes ah
Round
Tears from the onion
You got the pop
But once they
Come ah rollin
You act like
It won't stop
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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