You complain all about the girls you meet
Wishing one would make your heart beat
You hope for a princess
That is beautiful and intelligent and unqiue
One who will dream of her knight in shining armor
While, I'm stuck in a dungeon
With a fire-breathing dragon
Waiting for you to hold your hand
After all the things that I do,
You cannot see I love you
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