I love her, love her, love her, love her, so will you,
The she I love is a beautiful, beautiful dream comes through.
Because she thinks it pleases me,
Like a cat, rat she seizes me,
She tickles me, she teases me,
She warms me up, she freezes me
I love her, love her, love her, love her, what shall I do,
The she I love is a beautiful, beautiful dream comes through.
O she is a flower lovely and rare,
Her beautiful body seems to bear,
The magical mood of morning air,
And black as night is her raven hair,
I love her, love her, love her, love, my love is true
The she I love is a beautiful, beautiful dream comes through.
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