Wild Romance
Don’t think I am a laughing-stock
I will make tonight an epoch
Baby all my limbs want to talk
I want to rock you like hard rock
We are two birds that make a flock
I am tick tock you are the clock
On your heart’s door I want to knock
Though I have the key of its lock
You are blackboard my tongue is chalk
I want to kiss you like peacock
And hug you like electric shock
You are my prey I am a hawk
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