Ojdå..
(Hihi, det dåliga samvetet kom krypandet. Jag kan inte vara taskig. Han får en låt - världens finaste. Mest uttjatade, men vad gör de? När texten stämmer så skrämmande bra. )
Till min klenis-älskling:
"You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday."
Till min klenis-älskling:
"You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday."
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