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I love my cats and I love your dog
And the loving perfume in the air
I love your mom and I love her kids
And the shiny color of your hair
I dig flowers and to walk in the woods
To play outdoor and every veggie food
Dream for hours about waking on the moon
And don′t know the meaning of bad mood
I'm fond of the sand and the sea
The sun the waves and tutti-frutti
I love my chicken with no curry
And to make love in a hurry
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I′m a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I'm a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
Crazy about the smell of fresh bread
I love when we spoon in our bed
I could not stand the feeling of being dead
As much as I love those thoughts in my head
I cherish your style of cooking
As well as your way of dressing
The love of my life, a true blessing
A part of me that I was missing
I dig the christians and the pope
Everybody needs a good dope
I love christmas song and peachy soap
And making nods along my rope
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I'm a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I′m a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I′m a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I'm a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car...
And the loving perfume in the air
I love your mom and I love her kids
And the shiny color of your hair
I dig flowers and to walk in the woods
To play outdoor and every veggie food
Dream for hours about waking on the moon
And don′t know the meaning of bad mood
I'm fond of the sand and the sea
The sun the waves and tutti-frutti
I love my chicken with no curry
And to make love in a hurry
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I′m a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I'm a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
Crazy about the smell of fresh bread
I love when we spoon in our bed
I could not stand the feeling of being dead
As much as I love those thoughts in my head
I cherish your style of cooking
As well as your way of dressing
The love of my life, a true blessing
A part of me that I was missing
I dig the christians and the pope
Everybody needs a good dope
I love christmas song and peachy soap
And making nods along my rope
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I'm a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I′m a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I′m a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car
I lie to live and I live to lie
So I try to leave to give is to die
I'm a falling lift, a falling star
My death is a gift in a crashing car...
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