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She's got the sweetest amber eyes,
I believe they're true even if she lies.
Her golden brown skin makes me feel all funny,
I can't get enough of my sweet honey.
Let me feel those sweet perfectly shaped lips,
let me touch them finely made hips.
Give me a chance to touch her brown sable hair,
too watch her from afar is torture and unfair.
Tell me why I have this urge and feeling,
too hold her tight and sense her touch of healing.
She's got the body of an angel from heaven,
I'd stay true to her, twenty-four seven.