Baby you have shot an arrow in my heart
You have snatched away my mind you are so smart
You have not rubbed balm on my heart to cure it
I am in love with you it's talk of the street
You have not accepted my garland of song
My plate of love is empty you are so wrong
It was easy for you to catch me by bait
Now you are avoiding me how can I wait
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