Look closer

Wait you want to
Now when you stand on the own legs
And maybe I’m not at home
There is only one thing I think of
It is she
You can never know exactly
And each time it is different styles
But I recognize the deep voice
And the strong eyes
Can not take the wrong
Check again
On the she has the blond hair
But look closer
Perhaps it is red in the morning
Gentlemen of the world who ask

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