Did I ask you for an estimate,
To be shown.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To make known.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To condone..
My asking for a need of it.
To have you in my life,
And...
With a making of a perfect fit.
Don't turn me off with your tests.
Or think of me as your pet,
To fetch with a feeding your needs.
Don't turn me off 'cause you may regret,
The way I respond that you wont forget...
I don't accept estimates of love,
Or am I desperate of it to get.
Don't turn me off...
With your tests!
Or think of me,
As your pet.
You will be left and without regret.
Don't turn me off with your tests.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To be shown.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To make known.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To condone?
Don't turn me off...
With your tests!
Or think of me,
As your pet.
You will be left and without regret.
Don't turn me off.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To be shown.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To make known.
Did I ask you for an estimate,
To condone?
Don't turn me off!
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