Let me say this straight and true
There's nothing going on with me and you
When you stretch your arm to put it behind
I do get bothered, I do actually mind
You see life is life and death is death
And love is love, and all the rest
So maybe I might have maybe encouraged you
I want you to know that I never meant to
You see there's a hole in my heart
But its already filled with a certain art
With crimes of passion and fits of lust
A bit of lacey lingerie, a hint of bust
That gets my ... well, hormones in a twist
I awakened, aroused ... you get the gist
There's already someone dear, so go away
I don't need you to think of me that way
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