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Six foot three, oh he's a mountain of a man
Pearly whites, he's God's right hand
Oh, I'd lay with him tonight
If God would say that all right
Oh, I'd lay with him every night
If God would say that that was all right
I'd be his glove, he'd be my mitt
God would come down from heaven above
Tell me that's the perfect fit
Wear me like a Mitt Romney
Oh, I'd lay with you tonight if God would say that that's all right
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