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What My Baby Wants

a surer firer way to advance

giving a bargain basement chance

prone to quivere atached to each picture;

wind ware the end is almost in sight

shallow pools on its ancient rye

turned to the glass a proper chief pass

love is to reach out on the grass

shadow peraks prone to belief

what my baby wants

to become unpluged in the heist

learn from the door man

out from a decorated horse

placed in a confidence piece of children

love through a dercorated beam mast

showcase the evidence of love