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Well the beauty of the springtime don't hold a candle to your style.
Yes, you're to blame for my better days. Baby, you're the apple of my eye.
Oh, my darlin' Lily, won't you just lay down, lay with me a while?

You tell me that you love me. Yeah, you say you're gonna do me good.
Once I have you to myself, ain't no way that this could be misunderstood.
You'll lead me on 'till the break of dawn. Then you'll go on back home, like you should.