For Your Own Special Sweetheart

Hey angel, consider your position Framed to be consumed Savory Savoring your sympathy Hey angel, fly over and bless me See you feign surprise That I'm all eyes And you're all you need to be Hey angel, whatever position We consider fit to put you in Y

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