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54 May I Hold Your Hand, My Dear
May I hold your hand, my dear And sit in the pretty moonlight O I’ll be gallant, so don’t you fear That somehow it won’t be right Don’t you know I love you so? May I play with your locks, my dear And may I pull them slight O I’ll be careful, so don’t you fear That rumple your hair I might Don’t you know I love you so? May I kiss your lips, my dear And may I kiss them right O I’ll be tender, so don’t you fear That them I might bite Don’t you know I love you so? May I hold you close, my dear And may I hold you tight O I’ll be gentle, so don’t you fear That be too rough I might Don’t you know I love you so?
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