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Boy, you're my life even though you run the streets. It's all good cause I sleep on satin sheets.
Bonnie to your Clyde, riding forever by your side. If the day ever comes and you should want out
I'll stick with you; of that have no doubt. Even if our souls are marked - to die in a dim, unlit park. Boy, know there's nothing I won't do. I'd go to hell and back for you