Lyrics
Four arms, two necks, one wreathing,
two pair of lips, one breathing.
Fa la la la...
Two hearts that multiply
sighs interchangeably.
Fa la la la...
The though of this confounds me,
and as I speak, it wounds me.
Fa la la la...
It cannot be expressed,
Good help me whilst I rest!
Fa la la la...
Two arms, one neck, no wreathing,
I'm on the couch and seething.
Fa la la la...
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