Delicious Cake Stuffs

An idea of you and the real you mix

Cake batter and icing perfect fixed fit

Obviously neither one of us is perfection

But you seem to be pretty close is what I’m guessing

Before the nasty and before the undressing

Yeah before that and before God a simple wedding

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I need to be able to hold hands

Count on you like a calculator calculating bands

Still learning almost halfway through

Want to belong with and belong to too

So if you want a poet devoted to your name

A gentleman preferring affection giving the same

Can you see past your past bury any shame

Let’s separate ourselves from this world’s games.

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We don’t have time to lean on walls and play shy

Don’t have time to hope someone walks this way oh my

Any real reason why we can’t speak and try to try

Or do you know a reason to let these good days go by?

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An idea of you and the real you mix

Cake batter and icing perfect fixed fit.

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