|
|
DEXTER:
Little one, what should I do?
I just can't make any headway with you.
Little one, I was so gloomy,
Felt that life sure would undo me,
Till, one night, you happened to me,
My little one.
Little one, no cotroversy,
You're my downfall, you're my Circe,
I'm a good guy, show me mercy,
My little one.
I have such love for you
Our future could be
Heaven above for you
And paraidise for me.
Little one, fate might miscarry,
Little one, why do you tarry?
Little one, when may I marry you,
My little one?
|
