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Red light shines on your pretty lips,
It's raining too much
But I stay near your lips,
You don't seem to be posh.

When we go to watch a movie,
Everytime you take me on a trip,
You intend to be pretty,
Pretty lady of a comic strip.

Your love is the best one
In the world and I love you,
My girlfriend is the best one.

I'll never feel shame on you
Because you're always clever
And things become clearer.