My mind always drifts to you, Mr. #1
There's no where for me to hide, no where to run
It's better than I ever expected, I just can't get enough
And just think- it's only our 2nd month
I look at others around us and we're soaring above
Flying our own little paths like two doves
You build me up, get me pumped
Show me the true meaning of having fun
I soak up your lovings like a sponge
I want it by the barrels full, lay it on me by the tons
I put my hands in grabbing position over your honey buns
And the next thing I know, we're whipping up a batch of good love
Everyday, all through the night until the sun comes up

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