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"Don’t you ever fall in love with
me"
I don’t need your lips to say my name
I don’t need your arms to bond my waist
That I belong to you I’m eager not to hear
Don’t you ever fall in love with me
For funny things like this
I am too big, you know
I walk where shoes of suede
Are leading my blue soul
You want to take me up
Just into seventh heaven
You want to walk me down
The aisle and stay together
But…
Don’t you ever fall in love with me…
You want to pay our bills in half
And take my doggy for a walk
Dear me, I think it’s far enough
If we sip a cup of tea and talk
I want to leave my house
At night and paint the town red
So don’t wait, my “to-be” spouse,
I am so far ahead.
And remember…
Don’t you ever fall in love with me…
“Love, she will guide us, long live the
queen!”
The newlyweds think, when bells a’ring
But then you see a shooting scene:
“Husband killed wife” at CC TV
Don’t you ever fall in love with me…
I can't quit you, baby
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