Sweet Dreams
sweet dreams; you are sweeter
than ice cream
the passion in your voice
anytime you scream
your beauty is like
that of the lily
in the valley
smooth sexy lady
you are the boat to cross the lake
your presence keeps me awake
if i will leave you alone
then it a mistake
there is no question
that your presence
draws my attention
fruit of the loon
i will take you home soon
and marry you by the end
of the full moon
i will treat you like a queen
then feed you with a golden spoon
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