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lets sing about our love
lets fly two hundred miles above...

please,
do not destroy my palace
you've always been so jealous?...

never let me go home
never leave me alone...

oh, how I hate
your ***** beauty
again
you see my slavish duty...

haven't you tired of taunting, baby?
oh,no?but why?
- you haven't almost gone..hm..crazy