Walking Down the Street
walking down the street
we hold hands for all
the world to see
and steal a kiss or two,
you are my honey bear,
I am your sweetheart,
laughter fills the air
as we share a private
joke which reminds us
of how we think alike
and enjoy each other's
company strolling down
the street as a duet
stepping in stride
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