You should not forget, I'm all yours.
Fill me, I'm all set, I'm all yours.
Set me on fire love, let me burn,
This is why we met, I'm all yours.
In season or out of season,
Sunrise or sunset, I'm all yours.
Love, do not let me go to waste,
When I'm very wet, I'm all yours.
Don't call me Marto, call me fish
Let me in your net, I'm all yours.
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