Open the door, dear.
I must get in your heart!
You're making it hard
to be true
So please, come open the door, dear
And then, perhaps, you'll find
you've had me on your mind.
No matter
how you tried away so easy
If you will not come to me I'll come
to you
Open the door, please.
Why make me beg and beg?
Why torture me like this?
Can't you see,
I've got love,
plenty love to give yoo.
I've got love,
lots of
love to give you.
I've got love...
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