you're the apple of my eye
Alabama, Arkansas I do love my Ma and Pa Not the way that I do love you Holy moly, me oh my, you're the apple of my eye Girl I never loved one like you Man o man your my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness There ain't nothin that I need Hot and heavy, pumpkin pie Chocolate candy Jesus Christ Ain't nothin please me more than you Ah, home, let me come home Home is whenever I'm with you Ah, home, let me come home Home is wherever I'm with you
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