Light is yellow;
dont sleep in sorrow;
The light is right behind you;
who else but chinwendu.
Tall and beautiful;
my cup can never be full;
Desirous and passionate;
my heart seems to vibrate.
Call her rascal;
play your last card;
Behind those eyes;
there lies wonders.
Thought about her;
trying to find her heart;
came out with a smile;
Chinwendu is the light.
I call her psycho;
yet my heart throbes;
she is with but one;
The one i call my son.
All and sundry;
try to do her laundry;
Call her psycho;
call her, hello.
Chinwendu;
who is with you? ;
Chinwendu;
who will be loose?
I rest my case;
i've lost my taste;
Join the wild chase;
Chinwendu is the only taste.
Chinwendu;
be good;
Chinwendu;
our hearts throbe for you.
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