I dropped on my couch like a dead body
And seeing the glittering moon
My eye had closed and think suddenly
She is in my eye and I catch-up soon.
I'm a batchelor and she is a spinster
And I want to say some word
I said to him but I'm become stammer
She think about me become a gaird.
When she is crying like a nit wit
The tears falling like drizzle on the sky
I want to show my hand for to catch up it
After all that she is in my eye.
When she grumbles on me like pealing
This word get me pleasure suddenly
And I falling in her love when she smiling
After all that she is in my eye.
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