Do not look at me again
'Cause my heart can not bargain
For the charms within your eyes
That make my heart beat to rise
Please, do not come close to me
Don't touch me, O', don't grope me
You'd render my senses weak
And leave me to moan than speak
Do not speak a word to me
Your voice soft and replete with glee
Would melt my body and soul
And make yearn for you hold
Stay away from me my love
Lest I be a slave to you
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