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Arrow we going to the river Rhyme? |
| Outside my window explores Cupid with is arrows galore Where is Elenore? I been raven for her Black flying thoughts a blur Not a heartbeat stirred for you Tis true as I sit here on the loo You say you aim to please As I pull my pants up my knees You had your chance With your arrow dance Now it’s gone in the toilet’s tight squeeze I feel flushed if you want the truth What I need is a swallow of Vermouth If I can’t sweep Eleanore off her feet My idle life will evermore be incomplete. 16 line one bigt star at Cupid's behind |