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Do you really want to hold my hand?

Man, that makes me so happy,

Do you really want to kiss my forehead?

It's like you're glad you have me.



The way you pinch my ass in public,

And rub my back - because you know it turns me on,

Makes me eager to get you home so we can get nasty.

And you always open my door first,

And share some of your most secret secrets with me.

I'm so happy.

I'm your baby.



All these things let me know you love me.