One man is lots to handle,
next thing he's lighting a candle,
he says he has a romantic surprize,
but his face is full of lots of lies,
so off he trots to make somthing quick
you can here him go lick lick
so you peep into the kitchen, HE'S MAKING TOAST!
i wanted it to be a romantic roast!
so by that i am gone,
i pack my bag and say so long!
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