It was pure delight Talking to you in the hallway I noticed your red knitted sweater Grubby jeans and boots It was beautiful The things you say to me Said with care and sex appeal all at the same time I've heard about the girl you have in Missoula It was done to me and that doesn't make it all right But the happiness changes it I told you about my bad habit And you didn't run away That was all I ever asked for
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Birth sign: Libra
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