Will You Be My Valentine
You’re the sweetest little taste bud;
Like a mead that’s made from honey;
You’re a sweet and sour masterpiece;
On whom I’d spend my money.
You send my body reeling;
It feels like I’m on fire;
You take me to the very top;
In a blaze of hot desire;
Great Scot I think I love you;
Is that alright with you?
I can’t imagine any other way;
Do you like me; tell me true?
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