You say
You want my heart
Handed on a
Silver platter…
I can’t give you
What’s already yours,
But I hope
You’ll come
With an appetite…
You say
You want my heart
Handed on a
Silver platter…
I can’t give you
What’s already yours,
But I hope
You’ll come
With an appetite…
Cyranny's Cove 
Oooh!
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