Creeping Heart Breaker
Though she says she's sleeping
I know at night she's been creeping.
Such lies make my broken heart go bleeping
Send my weary eys to weeping
Cause through her window I've been peeking!
How Shall I Win My Love?
How shall I win my love?
With volumes of learned prose
In neatly written rows
Taking carefully planned repose
Watering flowers with a garden hose
Thoughtfully picking my clean and noble nose
Clippingf and filing clean smooth my well turned toes
Wearing neatly fitted clothes
Satin shirts with colorfull bows
And a sprinkling of crip cologne
With the fragrance of a rose
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