Sugar-Pie Honeybunch, you know that I looove yooou.
I can't help myself.
I love you and nobody else.
Buh doo doo doo buh-doo
So I coat you some pecans.
And I make them smoking hot.
And I put them in a chicken.
Because I love you a lot.
And my love is all I got. Lookit, we can do this all night, Baby.
And you are smoking hot.
I said a lot and not a jot.
Like it or not.
Love is pressure pot and never left to rot.
Like a drunken sot.
Tumbling like an ambulant tot.
Or perhaps mechanically like a robot.
Until we collapse in a cot.
That's how much I looove yooou.
I love you MOAR hot, Baby!
Would I lie to you?
Would I lie to you, Honey?
Now would I say something that wasn't true?
I'm asking you, Sugar,
Would I li~i~i~i~i~i~e to you?
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