Dear Basha,Dear Basha,Hello,Hello,careful when walking,I'm laid on the floor,
I'm laid here because, I collapsed feeling fruity,
It wasnt my fault,I was felled by your beauty,
Nooo,said my Princess,I told you before,I'm not fabulous me,no less,no more,
Ah Ha I said no...your fab,really are,with you on my arm,I intend to go far,
How far is that?,I just heard you say,it depends on YOU Angel,(will she go all the way?),
All the way where?,was the question from you,
China?,India? or just Timbucktoo,
You know of my wishes,so this will not shock,
Lets get romantic and lets go Bangcock.
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