She's clothed in sapphire
Sh'es clothed in milk
Her skin is smooth is and shiny
She bathes with milk
She smiles with confidence
She stares with elegance
She walks and pause..
She talks and smiles
And shyly turns her gaze away
Oh my, oh my! I have seen
A lady with curves like eight
With power and glamour
My perfect taste
She's wearing gold
She's wearing silver
From neck to toe
And i'm proud to be her lover
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