I remember how I met her.
First I heard her wooden clogs.
She was wearing a hippy outfit,
which included a small black dog.
"Charm the dog!" was the final answer.
He gave me one fair chance.
I became her dearest dancer.
So we started our dance.
She's the one I want for me.
She's the one I want to touch,
just like moonlight caresses the sea.
My freckled girl, I love so much.
I discovered new sensations,
a revolution in my head.
And I'm sorry for each moment,
that we didn't spend in bed.
I'm so glad that I'm a victim
of the energy I got.
I want to kiss each sexy freckle
and, good God, she has a lot.
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