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I have a foot to wrestle
Under the table
And he will keep my toes
Warm late at night
And I have a leg to pretzel
While we're watching cable.
And he will wrap around me tight
I have a sexy stomach
To run my fingers along
And he'll take off his shirt
And drive me wild
And I have an arm to hold me
And he's so strong
And he will flex it with a smile
You make me happy
When I feel too much.
And when my hand are cold
You warm them up
And I'm not worried
When you're not around
And I hear symphonies
Without a sound
Without a sound
I have two lips to tell me
That I am loved
And he will kiss me 'til I
Can't move at all
And I have two eyes to melt me
I can't get enough
And he makes me want to fall
You make me happy
When I feel too much.
And when my hand are cold
You warm them up
And I'm not worried
When you're not around
And I hear symphonies
Without a sound
Without a sound
I love you
I love you
And I you make me happy
When I feel too much
And when my hand are cold
You warm them up
And I'm not worried
When you're not around
And I symphonies
I hear symphonies
And I hear symphonies
Without a sound
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