Baby when I think of you
And of all the things you do
You must be the sweetest thing
I have laid my lips upon
There must be some sugar cane
Or maybe just blossom honey
Running deep inside your veins
Making me feel funny
Baby when I look at you
You're so cute and bold
And you love me too
My love for you will not grow cold
'Cause your heart is big
And worth more than gold
22/06/2005
20/09/2011
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