Baby Its You
If I,
sail past the avenue to bargain a deal of faith,
Would it be of you,
Kiss of hand a flip of penny nights out,
To notice everything in the crowd but of you,
Would it be penny luck,
A master piece of design a hook among a,
Fish to drive in the feast,
Kiss of hand a flip of penny nights out,
Lonely no more is like a hat to cater,
Smart but bright and with every,
Move left for breathless,
Baby It’s You.
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