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She wants to be a vegan but eats cheese sandwiches holidays in Sweden, speaks languages Chinese, Norwegian and English Good girl most of the time but in cannabis which has its advantages for imaginative A bit of an anarchist political activist but isn't a with it Has an to make cinema, act in it In fact, already written a manuscript She's the package, gift wrapped in bandages ready to be unravelled now she's the right man to kiss Sometimes out and other lads try and chat her up but she always has the perfect to back her up Before I saw her, I thought that I was lacking but my next was ditching pessimism, pack it up How could I hate a that made this girl how she looks so if asking me my fantasy, that's the stuff
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She's got a soft spot for prog rock, often wears odd not she's kooky, but just because she's got lots of other things on her mind what time One Stop's open so we can make some late night Quorn hot Like me, see, she's got a body clock Sometimes it's tomorrow before she off With her it's non-stop, she makes night than the daytime utilises second on the clock We've got a lot in - great minds so we often say the same lines at the same She's the counterpoint to my bassline I knew she had when I heard it through the grapevine Marvin Gaye, Sly Stone, Curtis Bill Withers, Holiday, Dusty Springfield She'll vinyl, and I like the things she plays I'm acquiring a taste for the the finer of late She'll listen to bebop from Coleman, Coltrane, Tyner, Mingus, I'd find them in her playlist, that's when I'd to say this is too to be true; it's like I've been to Vegas the way I've hit the jackpot, it's nice to think I've made it Light of my life, she's shining, it's amazing My spine was tingling ages my eyes had seen her face her smile's an invitatition to a better place Let us
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With her is never monotony She's got of opinions which she expresses honestly She dresses modestly, but knows sexy (obviously) filthy but still says every letter properly She's got a Monopoly on me, hot but she knows well that a posh is not for me She'll pop an e but have a pop at me for being drug free because she's me when I'm ugly acting abominably and she still me phenomenally I go wrong, I just follow her lead Come with me, she says, because I wanna sleep together so we throw our overcoats on and for heaven
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She's into literature, in particular, De Firmly aware living's all about the journey there She isn't into girly like perming her hair but it's sweet, she still with her first teddy bear and when it's early, she wears no up, and has puffy eyes but I it a great look because she's mine She looks fine with her hair tied up or even better I that no-one looks better in a dressing gown She's so giggly that her goes wrinkly because I've been up to bring her a drink, you see I'm coffee, she likes a hot cup of tea that's one of the few topics on which we do not She old films, ticks ones off she hasn't seen Her pleasure's reading gossip magazines Now I often have a real with what I can believe but seeing her, there's not a chance I'm
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She's the one for me Man I really her So I'm perching on my and I'm kneeling her Six salary on the ring that I've her I ask her "Will you me?" and she "Dan, of...." For Pete's