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be like a fly
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that well never live you alone
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understand that you have had a bad day and let you vent knowing that you arent taking your frustrations out on him but letting him help you carry the load.
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hold hands
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or fall all over you like he is licking your ***
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Can't wait to wake up together
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yup cuddling...and waking up during the night ...for
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Washes your hair in the shower
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he will be sure to kiss every inch of her body at least once a week
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never let you fall
make you believe you can fly miss you even after only being apart for a few days |
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actually meet you
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get less sleep than he needs to function at work just because he doesn't want to let you go
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He will say, Baby Baby Baby, love me as much as I love you!!!!!
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Daydream about kissing you.
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Maybe you'd be kidnapped by pirates. And they would take you to their hideout. (As pirates often do) But he'd find the secret map
And he would vigilante-bushwhack Through the jungles of Peru. Just to save you and he'd take you north to Mexico Where you would tell him your life story on the steps of a Mayan temple Where you'd camp. Singing nonsense songs in twelve bars to the jaguars, until you'd sense him Your eyes convincing, and he would kiss you like a hero in the half-light. Like dryer sheets and peach shampoo, the smell of palm leaves, he'd sleep against you Until the natives found you, but they would crown you king and queen And you could stay there, spend your days there, eating guava by the sea.
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he will make you feel like you made the right choice in being with him
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watch chick flicks with you without even one complaint (even "The Notebook")
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have a sparkle in his eye when he looks at me
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come into your house and steal your checks.
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have a sparkle in his eye when he looks at me
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And they would take you to their hideout. (As pirates often do)
But he'd find the secret map
Just to save you and he'd take you north to Mexico Where you would tell him your life story on the steps of a Mayan temple Where you'd camp. Singing nonsense songs in twelve bars to the jaguars,
until you'd sense him Your eyes convincing, and he would kiss you like a hero in the half-light.
the smell of palm leaves, he'd sleep against you
Until the natives found you, but they would crown you king and queen
And you could stay there, spend your days there, eating guava by the sea.