Didn't see you leave this time,
And it's nearly on my mind,
Very nearly on my mind.

Now you're back and it's a crime,
I can't lose you all the time,
Nearly lose you all the time.

Oh, baby dove,
Phony love,
Lord above,
You think that you're
The baby dove.

This time I won't stay out too long,
'Cause you know that it is wrong,
Very nearly always wrong.

Oh, baby dove,
Phony love,
Lord above,
You think that you're
The baby dove.

About this thing we've come upon,
Seems we once dreamed about fun,
Very nearly had some fun.

I feel like we have begun,
But you know it's just not done,
Very nearly never done.

A simple foolish scene,
I swear it's been
In that magazine.
You think that you're
My beauty queen...

...My beauty queen!

(c) 1999 - Petrosneef

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