| As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
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| I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
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| Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno worse than Dante’s.
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| So my dear I swore,
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| «Never, never more!»
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| On my list, I insisted that kissing must be crossed out.
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| Now, I find I was blind, and oh my!
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| How I lost out!
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| I could cry salty tears,
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| Where have I been all these years?
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| Little wow, tell me now,
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| How long has this been going on?
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| There were chills up my spine,
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| And some thrills I can’t define.
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| Listen, sweet, I repeat,
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| How long has this been going on?
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| Oh, I feel that I could melt,
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| Into Heaven I’m hurled!
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| I know how Columbus felt,
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| Finding another world.
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| Kiss me once, then once more.
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| What a dunce I was before.
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| What a break!
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| For Heaven’s sake!
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| How long has this been going on?
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| Dear, when in your arms I creep,
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| That divine rendezvous,
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| Don’t wake me, if I’m asleep,
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| Let me dream that it’s true!
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| Kiss me twice, then once more.
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| That makes thrice, let’s make it four!
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| What a break!
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| For Heaven’s sake!
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| How long has this been going on?
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| How long has this, been going on? |