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For a while you'd be good company
Can't you see
The scene unfold before your eyes
The perfect disguise
You there hanging off my arm
Succumbing to my charm
What a happy couple I would be
For a while you'd be good company
They'd all see
The incredible patterns of light
We would create
Serpents tongues on holiday
Without a thing to say
Wondering how I keep such company
For a while you'd be good company
Such rare beauty
Possession of which doth imply
My station is high
I'd swipe some of your vanity
And hold it close to me
What a happy couple we would be
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