This Love
well uh
this love
ain't for sale
or
a
rabbit egg
on
a
snail
run a little faster
rubbing words
on your tail
oh what a soothe
rub me some more
waves to the shore
oh this love
said oh this love
chasing albino bats
feathering maiden hats
tell me the truth before
you cut me loose
no no no
never
tighten up the noose
on
this love
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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