Good Old Love
Butterflies fill my insides
In don't know why
They will not die
Just your caress
Makes me a mess
I'm powerless
Against your kiss
You stole my heart
Right from the start
And I can't part
For our love is art
We'll make it together
Through good or bad weather
Because nothing is better
Than being your lover
You know you're my boo
And this much is true
That when I said I do
I knew I loved you
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