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Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you,let me jump in your game. Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you,let me jump in your game. She's walking down the street, blind to every eye she meets. Do you think you'll be the guy to make the queen of the angels sigh? She holds her head so high like a statue in the sky, her arms are wicked and her legs are long. When she moves, my brain screams out this song. Sidewalk crouches at her feet like a dog that begs for something sweet. Do you hope to make her see, you fool? Do you hope to plunk this dusky jewel?
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