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A Perfect Three |
| My lover, I, and me We make a perfect three Bring out the girl in me In spite of what you see. From gentle loving touch To ecstasy too much, My memory holds so tight To hours of delight. From that first sip of wine 'Til hearts and minds entwine The holding and the kissing My every cell is missing. You touched the very core of me We make a perfect three. |
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