Lyrics:
Thou art my valentine. Lips like apple wine. Face like kalsomine (oh, fine). My clinging vine, My voice for thee doth whine. You're older than Auld
Thou art my valentine. Lips like apple wine. Face like kalsomine (oh, fine). My clinging vine, My voice for thee doth whine. You're older than Auld
Thou art my valentine. Lips like apple wine. Face like kalsomine (oh, fine). My clinging vine, My voice for thee doth whine. You're older than Auld
Thou art my valentine. Lips like apple wine. Face like kalsomine (oh, fine). My clinging vine, My voice for thee doth whine. You're older than Auld
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