Old man, old man, Staring at young Miss Beautiful, Taking her home Every night, Loving her, holding her. Old man, old man, Everyday watching Miss Beautiful, Smelling her, Tasting her, Loving her, feeling her. Old man, old man, Wanting to keep Miss Beautiful, Hangs her on the Bedroom wall, Loving her, owning her.
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