My Two Lips
I've got two lips that speak of you
In between themselves
Up and down they flap around
About you and no one else
They can't seem to keep a secret
Given up on trying
They love you and really mean it
Smile as you walk by
I've got two lips that whistle
So much more than Dixie
If you lean in to their whispering
You'll hear them say please kiss me
They will unashamedly turn up
In a Northern direction
Whenever your lips show up
Hoping for affection
My two lips have had this wish
To meet up with yours
And seal their fortune with a kiss
Making this a crowd of four
Where our four lips will talk about
Everything under the sun
Making out our favorite sound
Of how much they're in love
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