Friday, February 11, 2005
Baby I would climb the Andes solely
To count the freckles on your body...
Was there ever a more romantic lyric?
Lucky that my lips not only mumble
They spill kisses like a fountain...
Is pretty good too.
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To count the freckles on your body...
Was there ever a more romantic lyric?
Lucky that my lips not only mumble
They spill kisses like a fountain...
Is pretty good too.
|
