You say you're in love
That he fits you like a glove
You both have the same habits
He's cute but got pants rabbits
You enjoy scratching his crotch
While he sleeps on his watch
I guess for love that's not enough
You keep assuring he's such hot stuff
You're thrilled with his being so smart
Last night I picked up a dumb guy
Right after my own heart
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